If I’m Not Your One and Only, I’m Gone

Three years after our contract was formed, I inadvertently learned that Rowan, who doted on me, had a hideout in the east.

Luo Wen said that there were still enemy wolves in Donglin, and they never allowed me to get close.

But when I walked to the end of the old road he had blocked, I saw the woman in his arms—Clara Reed, an envoy sent by the neighboring tribe to discuss winter passage.

At that moment, she sat by the window of the hunting lodge, her fingers hooked around his collar, and tilted her head back to kiss him.

Rowan did not dodge.