Chapter 406: Honor Tradition

Violet was seated in Irene’s office, flanked by Griffin, while her two husbands sat on the opposite side. They hadn’t stayed until the end of breakfast and now it was time for the truth.

Irene began first, a sigh escaping her lips. "First of all, I want to apologize. It was never my intention to keep you in the dark. I had planned to have this conversation with you after breakfast, if only..." She paused, turning slowly to narrow her eyes at her husbands. "If only they had kept their mouths shut."

It was Arion who dramatically shrunk into his seat like a schoolboy caught passing notes, while Aeron remained stoically unbothered, his arms crossed like a wall.

Irene rolled her eyes and turned back to Violet. "As you’ve heard, we, the East pack, are ’religious people.’" She lifted both hands and wriggled her fingers in air quotes, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "At least that’s how most people mock us."

"But I like to think of it as being more connected to the goddess than most packs, and it’s no wonder she continues to bless us. When you forget your creator, you edge closer to destruction."

Violet nodded slowly, unsure where this was going. "So... how does this explain the Cnái-ah-"

"The Cnáimhseáil Anama," Irene corrected her gently.

"Yes. That." Violet gestured vaguely. "Griffin said it’s to invoke the goddess’s blessing. But the goddess already blessed us with the mate bond. So what other blessing are we talking about exactly?"

"Yes, the mate bond is a gift," Irene agreed. "But gratitude matters. And when we show our gratitude to the goddess, she blesses us further with life, protection, children — females, to be exact."

She let that hang in the air.

"Why do you think the East pack has more pure-blooded females than any other packs?" she added.

"Oh." Violet blinked, stunned. So they were thanking the goddess so they could have female babies. Fantastic. She was doomed.

Irene went on. "Since the ceremony binds you not only to your mate but to the East pack, we often take it as a marriage rite. In summary, the goddess blesses your union, and you’re officially one of us. "

Great.

It was worse enough that Roman had left her because of the "mate bond", if the rest heard she was "practically" married to Griffin, she didn’t know how they’d take it.

"Soooo," Violet dragged the word out, hesitantly, "I can’t skip it? Like maybe do it later?"

said flatly, her smile not reaching her eyes. "For Fated Mates, it is recommended to be performed immediately after the

a threat to our son," Aeron

muttered

shoulders. "Don’t mind the paranoid fool.

your

told our mate about our

growled low in warning. "That wasn’t a

he turned fully to Violet with an excited gleam in

groaned, pinching the bridge of his

starts this story, I want to gouge

tell the story, Arion, and try not to add

the gospel truth, albeit

to Violet. "These two husbands of mine were sent to kill me because some smaller packs under the East didn’t want a woman leading them. They wanted my squirm of a brother, the one they could

blinked. "Wait. You

with my own hands by the

Violet was rendered speechless.

No one was to suspect us. That way, we wouldn’t risk a war within the East since there were still sub-packs loyal to her. The plan was

mind was blown. Irene had to be crazy to marry people who once plotted

everything was

decided to flirt with her,"

whispering to Violet, "Here comes the

swaying that ass, and

Violet groaned inwardly. That was

idea what you’re talking about," Irene said airily, though the smirk on her face

chose pleasure over

found us, you still joined in," Arion shot back, then

she managed to keep

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