The Alpha's Regret

I had cut enough stones to know the difference between a gem that is whole and one that has been filled. From the outside they shine the same. You only find the lie when you turn it to the light at the one angle the seller hoped you'd never try.

I had just found Ronan's angle. Now I only had to keep from letting him see me turn him.

"Silas will be up soon to prep you," Ronan said, reaching for his phone. "For the surgery. He wants to close up the internal damage properly, so you heal clean."