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Chapter 8

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Rowan’s POV

Two weeks.

Two weeks of being locked away, living like a prisoner with food delivered to my door and silence as my only company.

I haven’t spoken to a single person in all that time.

My days are slow. I read when I can concentrate, and I crochet to keep my hands from shaking. Lately, without even meaning to, I’ve been crocheting baby clothes—tiny hats, soft little booties. I don’t know what lives inside me, but I know something does.

Perrie brings my meals twice a day. She doesn’t say a word, just sets the tray down and disappears. Not once has she looked me in the eye.

I don’t know what’s happening outside these four walls, but I feel the tension in the air like a storm building in my bones. My wolf stirs constantly. She aches for open space, for the rush of wind, the splash of water in the river. She is not made for confinement.

And yet, here we are.

The only thing I’m certain of anymore is that whatever is growing in me is very much alive.

My body betrays me with cravin
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