~ ROWAN
I'd hoped that not bringing her here would prove better for my sanity, but I was wrong because with each passing second, I only thought about her more.
The mating bond was the cruelest form of torture. It didn't make me instantly like her which would have made it easier, but it made me crave her.
I smelled her scent in my dreams, heard her voice in my mind when things went silent. She was like a plague, taking up every inch of my life until it felt like I was about to burst from the inside.
I pummeled the punching bag harder, forcing out every thought of Nyssa and her ridiculous perfection out of my mind—
A loud crash filled the air as the bag broke off the hinges and flew into the opposing wall.
"You really showed the punching bag who's boss," Aria drawled, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned against the wall.
I ignored my sister and tore off the wrapping from my hands.
