|ADELINE’S POV|
Waking up in the middle of the night in Rowan’s arms was perfect. I didn’t have another dream, no my mind had thankfully kept those dreams away. That stupid f*****g dream had me wondering what the hell those wings meant. I knew almost nothing about birds. I know what some of them are when I see them, but other than that... I know nothing else.
I squirmed in his comforting hold, trying to chase away the remnants of my confusion, and nightmares. I still can’t believe Ava had stabbed me. The funny thing is I have no intention of having her locked up.
Something tells me she won’t even stand for it. She’ll probably find another way into the pack. I just wanted to be done with those two. How had I allowed myself to fall in love with Damien?
Rowan clung to my body, his arms
