It’s almost like a yawn in the back of my head as she replies.“You’ve kept me away from him. You’re ashamed of me,”she says and I shake my head.
“No. I was just scared. Kept you from whom?”
“My mate! You’ve kept me asleep and away from my mate,”she says, irritation riddled in her tone.
I swallow thickly and panic laces through me. Mate?
Someone is our mate?
Fuck. Silas would have said something, I would have known. No, it can’t be someone else. I can’t give up Silas if this is what accepting my wolf’s side means. I go to rip the necklace from my neck and the wolf sighs.
“Wait.”
I hold the grip on my necklace, worried she’s about to take over and with Silas not here, who knows how I’ll get back to my standard form. This was such a stupid idea.
“Thorin. The man, Silas. They are our mate. He told me to keep it between us for now.”
I press my tongue to the side of my cheek.
“Thorin or Silas?” I say, knowing if Silas told my wolf to not say anything, I’m going to wring his thick neck.
“Handsome, perfect, Thorin. He said you weren’t ready, that the man wasn’t ready,”she tells me.
“If I keep the necklace on, do you promise not to shift?”
She groans in the back of my head, like she’s a caged animal wanting to get out—I suppose she is.
“Is this the beginning of us becoming one?”she asks.
“Only if you’re okay with me teleporting to the pack lands right now and giving our secret keeping mate a piece of my mind.”
Excitement fills me, but it’s not my own. Getting used to sharing thoughts and words with a wolf inside of my head is going to be a new experience.
“For the both of us, but I accept. Only if you promise I get to see my Thorin soon. I miss him.”
Fine.
The pack lands are not where I should be right now, especially not with this sizzling anger that’s plaguing me. But how could he keep this from me?
Not only have I been worried about him possibly having a mate out there, but why have I been worried about this stupid fucking hex when we’re tied together in this way, anyway? Why did he keep this from me? How long has he known?
The more I think about it, the more pissed that I get.
He lied to me. He asked me to stay as his wife, that we’re in this together and he’s been keeping this huge secret from me.
I slide on my boots, not giving a shit. I’m just wearing one of his massive shirts to sleep in as I take a breath and think about where he is. I don’t care if he’s inside somewhere. I’m risking teleportation.
I scoop my wand up from the vintage nightstand top and concentrate, popping right in front of my dear husband.
Unfortunately for me, he’s shirtless, standing in a circle where another man is trembling, about to shift, while the entirety of his pack stands in a circle watching on.
The crisp air whips against my face as my jaw drops and a lot of the rage I felt before slips away.
Silas looks pissed, and the lot surrounding me look like they want to slice my throat.
Perhaps this wasn’t the best idea.
“Violet,” Silas’ deep voice chastises me as the people around us eye their Alpha suspiciously.
