Content with where she was seated, Vivian remained obediently still as Ronan fed her. Such gestures were new territory for her, especially since they were initiated by an Alpha.
Vivian was never fortunate enough to be on the receiving end of such affections or care from any of the Alphas her father forced her to mate with.
So now that she was convinced that Ronan would always treat her kindly, she somehow became too dependent on that privilege.
Ronan, on the contrary, was unable to comprehend why Vivian was much more comfortable with him now than before. She didn't object to sitting on his lap, and she seemed cheerful.
It wouldn't be fair or appropriate to reveal the dastardly nature behind the curse on her body at this moment.
"Did something happen while I was away?" Ronan enquired with intrigue, a subtle amused smile forming on his lips as he watched the way Vivian shifted to make herself comfortable on his lap.
