Chapter 43
Alexander’s POV
Dinner after that went by painfully slow, with my father doing his best to keep the conversation alive while mum kept silent. Her gaze still followed Mara's movement, her eyes judging everything that she did.
I clenched my jaws hard. Maybe I shouldn't have brought her here. Mara was right–I really was taking things too far. I just wanted the might to pass by without any problem.
Unfortunately, that was not to be so.
When we were finally done with dinner, I asked to take Mara upstairs to show her my room–for a moment of air and to ease the tightness in my pants–but my mother stopped us before we could leave the table.
“Before you go," she muttered as her eyes traveled between I and Mara, “I’d love to have a word with you… alone.”
I shook my head. “No,
