81. A mate and a pup

Violette POV

My mind raced around constantly.. I’ve even tried to pinch myself on several occasions to see if maybe I was sleeping and this was all a dream.. but I never woke.

Viktor’s eyes glaze over and the door opens.

“Good afternoon,” Beatrice says. She had a smile on her face as if she was trying her best to contain her excitement.. and even if I’m still upset, from her lying to me.. she was right.

“Good afternoon, Beatrice,” Viktor said. I didn’t look at her as I held my hands tightly in my lap.

“Just coming to check and then I will be out of your hair.” She said. She walked over to me and I finally looked up at her.

“I’m sorry.. Violette. I know you’re very upset with me but I was.. I was only trying to do the best for you. For you both.” She said. I let out a huff as I stood up and wrapped my arms around her.

“I’m sorry, too,” I said softly. She held me tightly.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. You weren’t lying, and you had every right to be angry with me..” she sa