Chapter 44

Roman's POV

I stepped out of Platinum Collections, the evening air cool against my face. My hands were still sticky with Craig's blood, the metallic scent clinging to my skin like a reminder of what I'd done. I didn't regret it. Not for a second. The rage that had consumed me when I heard Sienna's desperate voice over the phone had barely subsided, my wolf still prowling beneath the surface of my