I reluctantly limped over to the door. The moment the lock clicked, I jumped back, half expecting Ruarc to burst in with that terrifying roar he’d used on Jason. Instead, he slowly pushed the door open and lowered his gaze to the floor. It looked wrong. Unnatural. I’d never seen him look anything less than wholly in control. Assertive and dominant. This display of self-doubt didn’t suit his character at all.
