"What do you mean?" Rosalie's eyes hardened as she looked at him. "You said that you understand my plight and the sufferings that I have gone through."
"I do. Of course, I do. But that doesn't mean that I need to give you what you are asking from me." Cian might be a siren but he also had a bottom line: he would never do such a thing as sleep with another woman when he already found his mate.
Even if there were hardly any feelings between him and Bree, he had the basic instincts of craving her and only her. He and his beast would never sleep with another woman who had nothing to do with him.
"Why!?" Rosalie's hands clenched so tight that her knuckles went white. "All you need to do is sleep with me for a night; I am a pitiful woman, Cian. Can't you just let me have the happiness of having a child?"