Sebastian told his wife what they had discussed in the meeting, and he watched her freeze, the razor hovering beside his jaw as her eyes slowly lifted to his in quiet, wide surprise.
Viola quickly composed herself and acted as though his words hadn't rattled her or sent panic rising through her chest. She resumed her work with a passive expression, carefully continuing to shave him. She had anticipated the coming of this day, when she would be deemed unfit and he would have to replace her, but she hadn't expected it to come so soon. Was it already time for her to leave and step out of the picture of his life so another Luna and mate could take her place? She wasn't ready for this and didn't think she'd ever be.
She wanted to be his mate and wife for the rest of their lives.
