**Rosalie’s POV
A long sigh escaped my lips as I put down the second book I had finished on the soft surface of my comforter. Day two of Ethan’s visitors being within the pack grounds, and I was getting bored being cooped up in my room.
I shook my head – who did I think I was?
Talon told me it was for my safety, but I knew he was just trying to be nice.
I was bought, and I only had one purpose for Alpha Ethan. Just because Talon tried his best to provide me privacy didn’t mean that I was much different from a prisoner - I had no right to question what was arranged for me.
However, the more time I spent here, the more I tended to forget that.
I craved communication with someone other than my own thoughts. Of course, Vicky and Talon took turns checking on me, but I wanted more –
Yes, I was hopelessly missing Ethan.
His intoxicating scent, the gentle caress of his hands…
God, I was being ridiculous. My face turned red, and I rolled my eyes at my internal dilemma.