Chapter 10. The Risk of Truth

They sat at the dining table and ate through the mouth-watering meal that Aaron had made.

“So, how was the food?” Aaron asked as he set down his cutlery and picked up a glass of water.

“It’s delicious, Dad,” Zion answered, reaching for a glass of water as well.

“I think it’s wonderful, and thank you for an amazing dinner. Did I ever tell you you were the best husband a girl could ask for?” Zera asked, and once again there was a flicker of guilt in his eyes, and this time she knew something was wrong. She didn’t want to let it slide like she did over an hour ago.

“Zion, go to your room and play some games.” She told him. The little boy, who had already finished eating, got down from the dining chair and raced out of the dining room, up the stairs, and towards his room. He was faster than most kids his age, but that came with who he was—an Alpha’s son.

When she heard the slam of the door and knew Zion was in his room, her eyes returned to Aaron, and she w