Wisteria (Belladonna #3)

by Adalyn Grace

Aris ignored her as he melted back in his seat, becoming one with the chair. Though Blythe knew the safest thing to do would be to ease away from the conversation and leave him be, she could not stop the question that poured from her. “May I watch you weave another?” “Are you going to have opinions about that one, too?” “It’s likely.” She smoothed out her skirts, brushing the hem away from her bare feet. “I have an opinion about most things.” “Yes, I’m beginning to understand that.”

“I hope that you’ve told her to come to her senses and trade places with you?” He

“Come,” he said, fingers threading through hers. “We’ve no business associating with such a creature. I’ve known children with less abysmal manners.”

“You gave the fox a stocking?” Blythe asked, incredulous. “Why wouldn’t I?” Aris’s neck retracted, as if he found the question distasteful. “Beasty is a part of this family.” “Beasty? That is what you chose to name her?” “I thought you’d appreciate having her named after you.”

“You have every right to be angry,” he told her. “You have every right to be sad, or to be anything in between. But you’re going to be all right, Blythe.” He kissed the top of her head as she fell into his chest, burying her tears in his shirt as he smoothed a hand down her hair. “I know it doesn’t seem like it right now, but you’re going to be all right.”