Chapter 428: A Mate Who Doesn’t Mind

Violet found herself sandwiched between two warm bodies. At first, she ignored it, content to bask in the strange comfort radiating from both sides. But then, the familiar scent of pineapple and whipped cream wafted into her nostrils, jolting her awake.

Roman.

Violet’s heart raced at the sight of him. How had he gotten here? Oh right, that was a silly question to ask considering he had a talent for sneaking into her bed. She just never expected him to show up after their fight.

A wave of inexplicable joy washed over her. Roman wasn’t as far gone as she had feared.

Initially, she considered reaching out to touch his handsome face, but a mischievous idea took hold instead. Carefully, she slipped out of bed. Griffin stirred as soon as she moved, but he didn’t wake, and Violet let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Climbing back onto the bed, she gently took Griffin’s hand and placed it around Roman’s waist, then waited. No one stirred.

Good.

With a playful grin, she took Roman’s hand and draped it over Griffin’s waist as well. He remained blissfully asleep.

Violet tiptoed to the bedside table, grabbed her phone, and positioned herself for the perfect shot. She stifled a giggle, delighted by how cute they looked together.

Next, she adjusted the camera to include herself in the frame. Perfect. She couldn’t wait to show this to Asher when he woke.

Satisfied, Violet slipped away to the bathroom, giggling like a mischievous imp, knowing it wouldn’t be long before the confusion set in.

prediction, it wasn’t

over his mate’s body, and to his delight, he discovered she

smile crept onto Griffin’s lips as he trailed his hand further down, squeezing her ass with delight. Yes, that felt good. But something felt off, her

enjoying one of the best sleeps he’d had in ages when a rough hand groped

at

they stared at each other, their

Griffin screamed in

fuck!" Roman

be the one asking what you’re doing in my room!" Griffin shot back, a look of

glancing around and realizing, indeed, this was not

his hair. Roman couldn’t recall how he ended up

sleepyheads," Violet announced, stepping

her appearance. Her hair was wet and sexily tousled, inviting them to run their fingers through it. The white bathrobe she wore

continued to admire her, Violet let the bathrobe slip from her shoulders, and their

let out a strangled groan in unison.

Roman was completely bare,

she locked her smoldering

by indecision. He should have walked away, as he usually did. His animal instincts might have led him here, but now he was back to his senses.

tracing over his tan skin, sending shivers down his spine. She lowered her head and kissed

What was wrong with him? His mate was touching

it was the last straw. Roman’s instincts took over and he grabbed her by the hair, lifting her face to meet his. It was a rough kiss full of teeth and tongue.

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