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Silas stepped into the garden first, discovering the trio drenched. Wyatt, deliberately indifferent, played along, emphasizing his apparent disregard for Hazel. Smiling, she gathered their belongings and headed inside.

"Having a good time with our Alpha?" Silas inquired, grinning.

"Oh, no, not with him. Dimitry and I went for a picnic," Hazel replied, her dress clinging to her and wet hair framing her face. Silas glanced at Wyatt, who was engaged with Dimitry. Hazel's response seemed to please him.

"Don't be upset. I'm sure he likes you.” Silas complimented, "You're so beautiful," his eyes paused on her soaked dress, accentuating her alluring curves and the valley between her breasts. Mrs. Cox brought towels for them. As Hazel reached for one, Silas swiftly intercepted it.

"Oh, let me help you. Gosh, you are soaked," he insisted, guiding her to a chair and taking charge of drying her hair.

"I can do it," Hazel offered, but Silas remained stubborn. He intentionally wiped her neck and s