Lorcan
“Come in, why don’t you?” I say with little effort when Josh barges into my office.
Savannah, some cheap tart I picked up in a bar not half an hour ago, jumps off my lap.
After Gianna stumbled into the room earlier and caught me in a clinch with Claire, I needed to get out for a while.
My day has been hell. The meeting I attended at a neighboring pack was all well and good; nothing out of the ordinary happened. However, on the way home, a couple of rogues decided they’d try their luck. They stood no chance against me, and I’d soon torn them limb from limb.
But when I got home, I was in the foulest of moods. I showered away the blood because I didn’t want to scare Gianna. Then I found out she wasn’t even home, and I almost lost my shi.t. Okay, I haven’t explained why I don’t wan
