Page 37 of Violet Moon
Hugh gave her a puzzled look.
“All I ever want to do is talk to her and listen to her.”
“So what would change?”
“Everything.”
“And with the pack?”
“I don’t know.There’s too many ways things can go wrong.”As quickly as she could imagine all the best parts, the worst slipped in there, too.Their disagreements could be more heated.Discord between them could cause rifts in the pack.People could look down on Parisa because of something Sera wanted.“It’s selfish.”
“Love is pretty selfish.I’ve been to enough weddings to know all that love is patient, love is kind stuff, but love is also selfish.It wants and it needs.It pleads for what it wants and refuses to let anything else get in the way.Love is wild.Love is fearful.Love is anger and passion and a desperate need to just talk to each other and be there.”
Sera shook her head.“I’m not going to say anything.”
“I won’t force you — of course I won’t.”He patted her cheek before turning back towards the path ahead of them.“And I will never judge you for what you choose because it’ll be the right choice.”
“How do you know?”
“Because you’re you.”
“I’m confused and barely holding it together, Hugh.”
“Aren’t we all?”
“Sorry I’m late!”Sera burst through Parisa’s office door and held out the roses she’d clipped in the greenhouse.She’d wrapped them in a nicer handkerchief than usual.
Parisa stood and took them with a gentle smile.“They’re lovely, my late, little Beta.”
Wilma stared down at her binder.
Sera’s cheeks were warm.
Parisa set the roses in the vase on her desk and got back into whatever she and Wilma had been talking about before she got there.Sera had no idea what they said because she was too busy trying to remember how to sit, what to do with her hands, and trying not to stare at Parisa with this new information in her head.
By the time the meeting was over, Sera had contributed nothing and Wilma was leaving.Sera found herself alone with her Alpha.
“What’s got you in such a state today,azizam?”
“Nothing!Just thinking a lot.”
Parisa circled her desk to where Sera sat.“About what?”
Sera looked up at her and all human language drained out of her ears.Parisa was beautiful.Sera knew this and yet she’d never taken the time to stop and consider her muscles, her curves, the way her hair framed her striking features.She knew she was staring but she couldn’t stop it.Her mouth was dry.
Parisa leaned in towards her.“Now I’m really curious.”
“Nothing to be curious about.”Her voice cracked.
Parisa’s smirk made a shiver run down Sera’s spine.“Good thing the full moon is soon.You can run from your thoughts, like I love to do.”
“Yeah, that’s just what I need.”
“I need a lot more than that, but it’s a start.”Parisa leaned back against her desk, arms crossed.
“Oh?”
She tapped her fingers on her arm.“Alphas have their secrets, too.And as much as I’d love to stay and make you squirm a little longer —” She winked.“I’ve got to go and you have a bakery shift.”
