As the words pour out of my mouth, for a second I regret them, hate them, and feel disgusted, because all my life I believed in loyalty, especially in marriage. But then I remind myself, my case is about survival.
Drogo mess around with his mistress, so why can’t I, especially when my life is on the line?
Drogo is silent, a storm swirling in those green eyes as they slowly change to red. My words had hit a nerve.
“Go upstairs, Red,” he whispers, rage shrouding his tone. “Before I lose it.”
I swallow, almost listening to him, but my feet refuse to move. I know I should listen, just like what Nathan had said. A rogue, especially an Alpha beast like him, could be impulsive. I have to be careful when getting on his nerves.
“Is everything alright?” someone asks.
My eyes move to the guest
