False Solace

ROWAN’S POV

He draws his finger across his throat in a slow, deliberate gesture—not bothering to hide it, not caring that people might see. A promise of exactly what’s coming if I lose.

If I’m sent back to him.

Carter stands beside him, and when his eyes meet mine, his expression is cold. He’s already planning the next move. Already figuring out how to ensure the hospital verification goes his way