Rowan's pov
"I thought you were going to try to sleep with Anastasia, what happened?" Neil, my wolf, questions in my mind, his voice full of uncertainty and curiosity. He has always had a direct way of addressing things and now is no different.
My footsteps echo on the marble floor as I approach the door to my study. Neil's question echoes in my head, and I shrug, an automatic gesture of response. "Anastasia was very attractive, I admit that. And Ethan did not seem to show up, even after my provocative invitation," I respond with a thoughtful sigh as I push open the heavy oak door.
"Indeed, he did not attend the banquet and allowed Anastasia to come alone. Was that not the perfect opportunity for you to win her over and bring her to your room?" Neil asks curiously.