Splinter of Doubt

VANCE’S POV

And worse — worse than the threat, worse than the rage, worse than every murderous impulse screaming through my blood — is the tiny splinter of doubt he just drove into my chest.

Because Mateo is wrong. He has to be wrong.

Rowan is mine. I feel it in my bones, in my blood, in every cell of my body that aches for her when she’s not close enough to touch.

But my wolf…

My wolf has been… d