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Because Havoc is easy. Havoc fights fires. Havoc scares people.

Havoc keeps everyone far enough away that they never get the chance to discover how fucked up the male underneath really is.

But she keeps calling me Rowan.

And every damn time she does, it feels like she’s reaching past the Wolf, past the reputation, past every wall I’ve spent years building and putting her hand around the part of me I thought nobody would ever fucking want.

Monster rumbles deep inside me.

Omega.

This time, I don’t tell him to shut up.

I just look at her.

At my beautiful, stubborn, secretive Honey Girl. And something frighteningly close to certainty settles inside my chest.

Whatever Gabriella Santos is hiding from me, whatever the Fates have planned for us, I already know one thing.

I’m in so much fucking trouble.

Because I don't only want this woman.

I'm starting to need her, too.

And that realization should scare the ever-loving fuck out of me.

Maybe it does.

But with Gabby beneath me, those amber eyes holding mine without flinching, I can't find enough room inside me for fear.

There’s just this.

Just us.

Chapter 18

Havoc

“Rowan,” she whimpers when she stops trembling. “Please, I need you inside me.”

There it is again.

Rowan.

Every time she says my name like that, something inside me cracks open a little wider.

I kiss her thigh. Her hip. Her belly.

There’s no hurry in those kisses, even if every instinct inside me is screaming that there should be. I want her to feel them. Want her to know that I'm not looking past any part of her to get to something else.

Not after she stood in front of me worried that somehow this gorgeous body wouldn't be enough.

Fuck that.

She's enough.

More than.