Rigged Justice

ROWAN’S POV

The council antechamber is our impending guillotine.

I’m still riding the high of Vance’s public declaration on the terrace, still feeling the subtle warmth of his arm around my waist as he announced to half the Summit that I’m his fated mate.

Well, it’s a lie. But it’s one that lights up my insides and releases a flutter of butterfly in my lower belly.

The whispers haven’t stopped sin