Angry husband

Alicia struggled between the amusement she was feeling at his jealous reaction and the surprise that she was actually feeling the need to explain to him in the first place.

"You don't have to worry though. It wasn't this body. So rest assured—"

"It's not the body that matters," Harold muttered irritably. For a moment, he considered just leaving the room to go sleep outside. He had the feeling that after having his entire bones broken just for his wolf to take over, he would feel better. 

"Then what matters? It wasn't even in this era. I believe Princess Amber is still untouched," Alicia assured him with the best smile she could muster.

Even her smiles were beginning to piss him off. To Harold, seeing her smile like that was as if she was proud of what she had done. Couldn't she see that he was angry?