Xavier stiffened at the witch’s words, unsure on how to reply to the question. He glanced at Clare who was staring at Roberta in surprise. He wasn’t sure how to reply, not wanting to break his promise with her. He could make her hate him.
“You can tell?” Clare asked Roberta, breaking the silence between them.
Roberta rolled her eyes. “Who can’t. Wilder acts like you are the Moon Goddess herself. One would think you were his mate.”
“And if she is?” Xavier asked before he could stop himself. “What are you going to do about it?”
Clare turned to glare at his words and his wolf whimpered, upset that he had opened his stupid mouth and broken their promise.
I need to learn how to keep my mouth shut and control myself. Xavier sighed to himself as his wolf howled in agreement.
“Nothing unless
