#Chapter 31 Making Up

Uselessly, I weep in my hands in pure frustration at the situation. I am woman enough to admit that he did protect me with his body, but he didn’t defend me when his mother stated I and the children we would have would be a problem.

I have heard that my whole life, from my father, then the werewolves. She defended Jane, and even though King Harvey rebuked that, it wasn’t with any evidence she wanted. If anything, I just look like a long one-night stand.

I can’t stand every downcast gaze of a werewolf because I am human, and King Harvey seems to be different.

No, I know he is, and that is why his silence is such a shock to me. My heart cracks open and bleeds. I continue to cry in my frustration, wishing I could slap him in the face just once.

I never expected King Harvey to stay silent when I was slandered. His mother is right, our children would have half-breeds. Would he stay silent while our children are mocked? I wouldn’t.

Does he even love me?

He has never said it, I have never sa