Chris's POV
From the moment we walked into the packhouse, I wanted to grab Violet and never let her go. She looks absolutely beautiful, but my anger is overpowering me. I want to kill this worthless alpha for what he has done. For now, I have to fake politeness until the time is right.
As the food is placed and Alpha Liam compliments the omegas, I don't miss the facial expression my beautiful Violet flashes in a second. She's angry. I'm angry. I'm pretty sure everyone at this dining table is angry. My blood boils as he holds her hand resting on the table for all of us to see. He's really trying hard to make this fake mate bond look real to us. Pathetic.
"Chris. Keep calm." I hear Noah tell me through mind link. I don't reply, I just keep staring at the beauty that sits next to the mo
