#Chapter 21: A Game of Strategy

Neil I did not invite that woman back to my room that night. Nor did I invite any woman to my room, even though I had been in the mood to drink and let off some steam. Sleeping with a beautiful Lycan woman should not have bothered me. It was commonplace here for a man—especially one of my status—to spend a night with a woman who was not his mate. It was even expected. And the woman who I had approached in the courtyard had been more than enthusiastic to join me in bed. But seeing the look in Raven’s eyes when she stepped into the room had ruined the entire night for me. She looked like a hurt kitten, her face caught somewhere between pain and fury. And no matter how irritatingly cute I found that look of hers, I also found myself unable to cause more of it. My wolf was practically howling with amusement inside of me as I ate the fish she had brought for me. “You are turning soft toward her,” he said with a deep chuckle that rattled the i