Chapter 33

• Chapter 33
• Rosalina's POV
• I blink away the tears in my eyes to look up at him, taking in the raw, intense earnestness written across his sharp features. Despite the burning sting on my skin and the complete mess of my clothes, a sudden, unexpected hint of amusement flutters in my chest. The sight of the city’s most terrifying, untouchable wolf looking thoroughly panicked and offering to let himself be splashed with scalding coffee is absurd enough to break through my misery.