Red's POV
I haven’t been this close to Dom since my inner wolf awakened. Before she did, he made me nervous. I couldn’t deny that he was handsome then. When he touched me, it sent shivers down my spine. It wasn’t like with Rowan, even then, but it was something.
Now that she’s awake, he seems to repulse me. His black eyes are so much hollower and emptier than Rowan’s; his short, dark hair is so much more lifeless and tame than Rowan’s. He’s too tall; it hurts my neck to crane it so far back. And his hands, the hands that took mine to raise them to his lips for a kiss… they’re far too soft. Prince’s hands, not warrior’s hands.
Rowan must be dying, I think with a pang of guilt. I want to link him that he doesn’t need to worry, but I don’t. He has to get used to this if we’re going to have
