There was silence in the main lounge. The thick, heavy kind of silence that seemed to stretch into every corner of the room. All four alphas were seated comfortably, yet there was nothing relaxed about it.
Asher and Roman sat directly across from each other, both of their arms folded and jaws clenched. The air between them crackled with tension and neither of them would meet the other’s eyes. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Griffin and Alaric exchanged a glance that was equal parts awkward and wary. Although Violet had brought them together, it didn’t erase the fact that Asher and Roman had been the closest, hence seeing them fight like this was simply weird.
Violet in question stood in the middle of it all, looking like the only adult in a room full of sulking, power-packed man-children.
She exhaled, loud enough to break the silence.
"So." She said the word plainly, her tone clipped. "Does anyone have anything to say?"
She didn’t need to clarify. The question was aimed directly at Asher and Roman. And as expected, the both of them said nothing.
Violet then clapped her hands, saying,
"Well, since none of you is willing to talk, let me then."
"You." Violet started with Asher, her eyes blazing. "You punched Roman in the face, which is completely out of control and absolutely unacceptable. I will not tolerate violence in this harem, no matter how heated things get."
Asher’s jaw flexed, but he didn’t argue.
"And bridle your tongue, Asher," Violet added, her tone cooling into steel. "This is going to be a healthy relationship. No one is dragging the other down with words I’m sure they don’t even mean."
Asher let out a reluctant groan, and looked away in shame. Violet knew she’d struck the chord, he hadn’t meant the words he said, and it was eating at him. Okay he meant it. Just a little.
Before he could get comfortable in his guilt, Violet turned.
"And you." She pointed now at Roman, who looked like he might slink under the nearest cushion. "You’ve been accused of being impulsive. And God, how true is that."
Roman opened his mouth, probably to defend himself, but Violet pressed her finger against her lips in a hush. He stopped instantly. She had given them the chance to speak, he didn’t, so it was her turn.
"I love your spontaneity, Roman. I do," she said, "but if it turns into recklessness, especially when it puts others in danger, then we’ve got a problem. You have to learn how to curb it."
Roman swallowed, his head dipped in shame. "I’ll work on it."
"Good," Violet nodded, then turned back to Asher expectantly. "Well?"
For a moment, it looked like Asher might stay stubborn, but then he muttered, "Fine. I’ll be less harsh."
Violet raised a brow, grinning. "Aren’t you just a ray of sunshine."
Then, before either of them could catch on, she said, "Alright. Kiss and make up."
"What?" Asher and Roman chorused in horror.
"I meant it literally," Violet said sweetly, folding her arms.
Asher recoiled like she’d asked him to lick a toilet seat. Roman, on the other hand, lit up like a firecracker and he stood immediately.
The laughter ceased and the atmosphere shifted immediately. Way to go, Asher.
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