Hera's POV
After a couple of hours of just walking around, I decided to head home. I didn't know what time it was, but I didn't care. I was angry. I was hurt. I was cold. I didn't know who set me up, but I was overly angry at whoever did.
I unlocked the front door, then stepped in. I didn't see Dante, but I did see a female jacket. Instantly, I heard the terrace door slide open, revealing a woman. Short black hair, thick-rimmed glasses, she was stunning. I averted my eyes from her, was Dante cheating on me?
'Of course, he isn't! He wouldn't do that.' Meridia comforted, but I couldn't believe her.
"What are you doing in my home?" I asked, grabbing a drink from the fridge.
"I'm Dante's friend, Amie. What about you?" She clawed out,
"I'm his mate," I stated proudly.
"Funny he hasn't mentioned you," She stepped behind me,
"Are you calling me a liar?"
"I never said that. I'm just-" The door burst open, revealing a panicked and frantic Dante.
"Hera! I was so worried when you didn't come home on time. Where were you?" He ran up to me, holding me tight. I could feel his heartbeat going out of his chest,
"I'm sorry, I stupidly forgot my phone and I didn't know what time it was," I lied, continuing to look away, holding my drink in my hand.
"You're three hours late. I went out to look for you, but I couldn't find you." His warm arms held my tight, warming me up. I became fearful as he put his head right on mine, "You're bleeding, I can smell it,"
"I tripped and hurt my knee," I lied, sliding away from him. He can't know that I got beat up, he'd go completely crazy. I sighed and kissed his hand, "I'm going to sleep, I'm tired," I yawned, stepping out of the kitchen. Thank God he didn't notice my face.
"Wait!" Crap. "Amie is staying over, okay?" Thank God- Wait, no!
"Fine." I murmured, hopping upstairs.
I slipped out of my uncomfortable clothing, then threw them in the hamper. I slid into some comfy shorts, then threw a sports bra on. I laid down on the bed, new sheets and it's not broken. Good.
I couldn't sleep. Knowing that Dante was in the same room as another girl was unsetting yes, but it wasn't that. I wanted to see my parents today, but me being so stupid, I got jumped instead. A small tear slipped out of my eye, running down my cheek as I nuzzled further into the sea of blankets that surrounded me. I put my phone beside me, it wouldn't even turn on. I hate technology so much sometimes.
Dante came in, causing my heart rate to speed up. He stripped down to underwear, then laid beside me. I felt his warm arms hold me tight. Not in a sensual way, but loving. "Can I ask you something?" I questioned, nuzzling into his arms, "Well. A couple of things?"
"Of course," He murmured, holding me to his hard chest.
"First, why did you bring a girl into our home? I don't like that," I admitted, unsure of what he was going to say,
"She was my best friend, I haven't seen her in a decade or so. I'm sorry it was so sudden-"
"Why didn't you even mention me?" I rolled away from him, not daring to look his way.
"What do you mean? I did. I told her all about you,"
"That's not what she told me,"
"Ae you sure you heard her right?"
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His Queen (Royal Series #1)
Werewolf"What am I going to do with you, Hera? You aren't allowed to leave, so just trust me and take a bath. I won't do anything." "My brothers once told me to never, under any circumstances, trust an enemy. That's what I see you as right now, leave me...
