Keep Her To Myself.

Rohan's POV.

“Alpha Rohan…” Mr. Samuel, my housekeeper, bowed to me the second he walked into my room, his respect a symbol of love to me.

“How is she doing?” I asked in a deep, cold voice.

“She’s in good health now, and she has woken up. I think you can go meet her now,” Mr. Samuel urged in a calm tone.

I nodded, and with a wave of my hand, he turned on his heels and left the room, shutting the door behind him as he walked out.

After I had gotten Elora from the slave trade, she had refused to speak to me and slept for so long. She didn’t want to speak to me, and I understood it well.

The fact that I had almost forced myself on her the last time she was in the mansion was something to be angry about for a long time, but unfortunately, I wasn’t myself. It wasn’t me.

I wasn’t sure why I had acted that way, but one thing I was sure about was that something strange had happened to me.

With a heavy sigh leaving my lips, I stood from my chair and looked at myself in the mirror one more time