12- An Ailing Lycan

Lola Bennett's pov:

An Omega was sitting on the floor near Violet’s feet and was softly massaging her swollen feet with the scented oil. Violet’s eyes were closed, and it was clear she was struggling to keep herself relaxed.

What was exactly on her mind when I was taking care of everything for her?

My mind wandered off to Lexi who was not even trying to meet me secretly, something he used to do five years ago.

He had become more handsome and more distant with time. Thankfully werewolves were not able to read each other’s minds otherwise by now my beta husband Logan would have killed me for having impure thoughts about Lexi.

Every time, I used to look at the man, my hands wanted to touch him and feel those flexing muscles under his shirt.

Initially, I thought that he accepted Rayna as his chosen mate because he wanted to keep her safe. But lately, I had seen raw hunger in his eyes for her.

The way he looked at her while lifting her up in his arms when we were playing that game in the