Chapter Twelve
*Westleyan*
The door to my bedroom opens slowly, and Mila cautiously walks over to where I’m sitting on my bed. I’ve just gotten off the phone with her father, making it clear that Augustus is not welcome here. Her father fully understands now that my Zeta had not been too far off about my mate being involved with someone else.
“Can I sit?” She asks shyly.
I say nothing, but motion for her to take a seat next to me. She does, careful not to sit too close to me. I growl lightly, Hades angered by the fact that she’ll go to bed with a cocky smart-ass son-of-a-b***h, but she can’t even sit close to me.
“So, I take it you haven’t calmed down yet,” she guesses.
I spring up from the bed, immediately on my feet, pacing the floor in front of her. “Calm down?” I demand. “You
