To say that Sam was furious at the sight of Ella in the arms of another man would be an understatement. His chest burned with jealousy blinding him to the point of no return, and he didn’t even consider his options.
It had taken him hours to seek that crazy woman out, only to have a kitchen helper informing him that Ella loved to spend her time in the secluded spot. Sam had never been aware that the west wing kitchen had a private part, never mind that Ella was fond of gastronomy.
After reminiscing about the past, he’d finally admitted to himself that he might have gone too strong on her. To look for a trail of the Mongrels, Starrk had wandered in the woods to sniff them out. Regrets and Starrk had plagued him until he’d given up any pretense of detecting the Mongrels’ hideout and rushe
