She has the knitted blanket from the couch wrapped around her body as she glares at me.
“What happened?” I groan, sitting up, not giving a fuck that I’m completely naked.
“Which part? Where you’ve been lying about me being your mate, or when our wolves took over and did, Hecate knows what, in the woods together,” she says, pulling a leaf out of her wet hair.
Instead of answering, I just lie back down on the floor.
“Fuck,” I groan, and Violet nudges me with her foot.
“That’s all you have to say?”
“Yeah, or else I’ll wind up yelling at you,” I tell her, and she scoffs.
“Yelling at me?” she says, an irritated pissed off look takes over her pretty face.
“The entire fucking pack knows what you are now, Violet. If one of them slips up, we’re fucked.”
Her mouth gapes open, and she promptly shuts it, knowing that I’m right. She just exposed us. While I might have a handle over most of the pack, along with their respect, there are other factors in play.
“I was being challenged tonight. There are still people in Moon Walker that don’t want me here. They can ruin everything we’re trying to do with this information.”
She rubs her hand over her face, sitting on the couch as I stay lying on the floor, contemplating how we got here.
“I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to not be alone, not be me for a few moments, so I thought I would talk with Azure. She told me she had a mate, and I panicked, and then when I found out it was you, all I saw was red.”
I stand from the floor and walk over to the laundry hamper in the corner, grabbing a pair of briefs and sliding them on.
“Well, now everyone there tonight knows you’re a hybrid,” I say angrily. Part of me is pissed at Violet for being reckless, but most of the anger is knowing that someone could use this information to hurt Violet.
She stands up, nowhere near matching my height, as she glares up at me. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you lie to me?”
I wave a hand at her and head to the kitchen to get a glass of water, her feet pad across the hardwood, following me.
I go to open the fridge and she slams it shut, making all the condiments on the shelf rattle with the harsh closing.
“Why?” she asks.
I lean against the sad white refrigerator and look at her. Some of my anger falls away as I look at the saddened expression on her face.
“It was my problem, not yours,” I say.
“Fucking idiot,”Thorin says as soon as the words slip out of my mouth.
Violet laughs sardonically as she goes to my laundry basket and grabs a shirt, dropping the blanket and tossing it over her head.
“Did you ever consider that I’ve been wondering if you had a mate who would take you away from me? That maybe information has been withheld from me my entire life?” she says, and I shut my eyes and take a deep breath.
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Do you want me as your mate?” she says. The vulnerability of the question is nearly dripping off of her as I take a few quick strides toward her and grip her face.
“Violet, I want everything from you.”
“Then why did you lie?” she asks.
“I didn’t lie?—”
“Don’t even start with me, Silas. We’re married. You said you wanted me to stay your wife. You took my virginity out in the woods, but you couldn’t tell me this?”
