“And she is a witch,” Several gasps were heard in the room after Haestus’ revelation. Everyone in the room seemed to have noticed what was going on between them. The whole ballroom was now silent. The musicians had stopped playing the music too.
Arles gave Haestus a prolonged look before he looked down at the witch standing close to his second in command. Orabelle was too busy staring at Nefret but when she felt Arles’ heated gaze on herself, she peered at him through her eyelashes. She was too scared to look the King of wolves in the eyes. She moved closer to Haestus, seeking some support.
Haestus was standing tall as he held his mate’s hand. He was ready to face whatever punishment Arles had for him. The silence got louder in the room with each passing moment.
“How long she had been h
