“Vasile,” she said his name tentatively. “Are you alright?”
He shook his head and answered honestly. “I am not sure at the moment.” They stood there a few minutes longer before he released her and took her hand. “Perhaps, we should talk.”
Alina could still feel the tension in his hand as he held hers. She knew that his wolf was very close to the surface, but at the moment she could do nothing to soothe him. She was mortified. Her mate had found her clothing in another man’s bed. She could understand his anger. Her stomach rolled at the idea of Vasile’s clothes in another female’s bed. The look on his face when he had asked her about the blouse was one of not only anger but incredible hurt as well. She never wanted to see that look on his face, and she especially did not want to be the c
