ALIONA'S POV
“Aliona, we need to talk,” Julian's eyebrows clipped into a frown. He walked the length of the room, and stood just by the window, his back turned to face me.
My forehead was icy cold with beads of sweat formed at each textured crease. I shifted on my feet. I didn't want to lie to him.
Julian had snapped the sprouts of uncertainty I had the first time he threw his proposal about wanting me to be his medical assistant.
He didn't treat me like I was from his rival pack. Even though he knew damn well the triplets were from my pack.
Of course, I kept the important things from me— the mate bond I shared with the triplets, and worst of all, my true identity as a healer wolf.
Silence rented the air. It wasn't the type of silence one could relax in. It wasn't the type of si
