Chapter Forty

(Rollins' POV)

She didn't believe me.

She didn't believe that I was no longer capable of loving any other woman but her, and that was the worst kind of betrayal.

I haven't touched her for days. I felt like an addict facing withdrawal symptoms; I needed to be near her. A part of me didn't even care if she wanted intimacy or not; I wanted to take her by force, but wouldn't that make her scared of me? won't that make her seem like the animal I was?

I couldn't understand why I was worried about what she would think of me.

I could smell her before she entered, Emmaline.

I snapped out of my thoughts to realize it was already night. How long have I spent thinking about her?

"It was getting late, and... you weren't back in bed."

"I would be busy; I am not coming to your room."

She stared at me, curious. I could see the jealousy in her eyes.

"You have somewhere else to sleep?"

"I have a mate. Have you forgotten that?"

"I don't know; you didn't seem to bother about that when you stripped me nak