#Chapter 185

Violet’s POV I felt silly. This whole set up felt silly. And indulgent and sophomoric. I was the Alpha of an entire territory, trying to take down a kingdom without starting a civil war, about to become a mom, separated from my mate with only theories as to how to get us back together, and yet here I was with blue goo on my face in the middle of a nail painting train. What was a nail painting train? Before tonight, I hadn’t known the answer to that either. It was Helene who explained the concept, and now I was painting her toenails while she painted Seraphine’s toenails who was painting Lily’s toenails who was painting my toenails. More of a nail painting circle actually. “So,” Lily looked up from my toes, “not to be totally awkward, but who knows what?” Seraphine and Helene looked up at me expectantly. “I just,” Lily winced as I glared at her, “I keep wanting to bring things up, but I don’t want to spill any secrets.” I closed my eyes in frustration. It wasn’t