Chapter 77 RAGE

LORCAN’S POV

A surge of unease coursed through my veins, an unsettling feeling that tightened its grip as I observed Fedora engaged in animated conversation with a stranger. My steps were measured, calculated, as I approached the duo, the weight of uncertainty pressing upon me.

The laughter that danced between them was a melody that fueled the flames of my rising suspicion. My mate, the woman who held a cherished place in my life now, was sharing moments with a rogue – a stranger whose intentions were shrouded in the fog of the unknown.

My pulse quickened, each beat resonating with a sense of urgency as I attempted to discern the nature of their interaction. My mind raced, a whirlwind of questions and doubts that threatened to consume my thoughts. Why was she engaged in such camaraderie with a rogue? Had her absence, her recent behavior, been driven by a clandestine connection that had remained hidden from my perception?

I concealed myself, an observer in the shadows, as I sought to u