Violet was seated in Irene's office, flanked by Griffin, while her two husbands sat on the opposite side. They hadn't stayed until the end of breakfast and now it was time for the truth.
Irene began first, a sigh escaping her lips. "First of all, I want to apologize. It was never my intention to keep you in the dark. I had planned to have this conversation with you after breakfast, if only…" She paused, turning slowly to narrow her eyes at her husbands. "If only they had kept their mouths shut."
It was Arion who dramatically shrunk into his seat like a schoolboy caught passing notes, while Aeron remained stoically unbothered, his arms crossed like a wall.
Irene rolled her eyes and turned back to Violet. "As you've heard, we, the East pack, are 'religious people.'" She lifted both hands and wriggled her fingers in air quotes, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "At least that's how most people mock us."
