My jaw clenched as I stared at the masked man, my fist curling in preparation for a fight. A surge of adrenaline flooded through my body, propelling my legs into action. His eyes met mine, and in an instant, he was running too. I had to catch him.I continued the pursuit, the chase a straight line at first before he veered left. I rounded the corner and found myself in a dimly lit area. My heightened wolf senses kicked in, allowing me to track him effortlessly. I spotted him sliding down a stair rail. Following his lead, we arrived at what appeared to be the building's garage.Suddenly, the lights went out.They flickered back on, but the place was eerily quiet. I realized I had lost him. The silence was broken by the slamming of a door, followed by the revving of a car engine. Damn it!Bright headlights suddenly flooded the space where I stood, and the car charged towards me at full speed. He was trying to run me over, but I was faster. With lightning-quick reflexes, I dodged out of
I paced outside Violet's hospital room, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. How could I have let this happen? I should have protected her better. These thoughts were relentless, ramming through my mind. I don't know how long I paced anxiously around the door when a slow creak caused my whole body to jerk. I first saw the white coat, and then Dr. Stanley's full figure emerged through the narrow opening.He had a small smile on his face, one I suspected would grow into a chuckle, as he said, "You can go in now, Mr. Wolfe. But make sure you don't disturb her; she's still recovering.""Thanks," I said, and with a small nod, I was left with the sound of his shoes echoing down the hall and the slightly opened door in front of me.Wiping my clammy hands against my trousers, I gently pushed the door open and was relieved to find her sleeping peacefully. Violet lay motionless, her hair fanned out on the pillow, her porcelain skin illuminated by the soft glow of the hospital lights.Takin
Adrian's POV"It's okay, Adrian, I need to discuss with my family." The term "family" was enough to make me angry, to the point of wanting to punch that guy, Xavier, in the face. What did she mean by "family" anyway?"We were once her family too, remember?" I heard Ares growl in my head. Impulsively, my hands clenched into fists, a deep green vein appearing in the center of my forehead."It's that son of a bitch she's with that I'm bothered about," I huffed, fully aware that I sounded like a jealous preschooler and not caring one bit."I think a good beating would wipe off that possessive look on his face. I'd like to hold his neck so tight that he'd beg me to let go," Ares' tone was now higher, getting excited. I could feel it as my palms tingled."She kicked us out of her room because of him. Who the fuck is he anyway?" Ares retorted, his voice filled with mockery. He, too, wasn't a fan of Xavier."I don't know... yet," I said with finality and shut the link. Leaning my head against
Adrian's POVPacing back and forth, hands dipped into my pockets, I restlessly circled around my living room, my mind racing with thoughts of Violet like a whirlwind. It had been a week since she'd vanished, leaving me with nothing but unanswered questions and a gnawing sense of desperation. Where was she? Why did she leave without a word? I'd gone to the hospital the next day only to find out she'd left...Nothing was making sense anymore. That prick, Xavier, was the one running the company now. He was rather proud, I had to admit. I'd met him several times to make inquiries about Violet, but little Mr. CEO was always either "about to head out for a meeting" or "in the middle of preparing for something important"—the exact words he'd used on me on five different occasions. I'd met Claire too, and she seemed to not know where her boss was; even her house was empty...To top it all, he always managed to keep a smug expression on his face, and each time he spoke, he sounded more amused
It has been three weeks since I left the hospital, and my arm is fully healed. As I stare out at the open field of green grass before me, I take a deep breath, the earthy scent of freshly mowed grass reminding me of Adrian.“Adrian,” I whisper into the air, my hands wrapping around my waist as I hug myself. I left him without saying goodbye—not after a fight, but after a passionate night. Boy, is he going to be pissed! I bite my lip guiltily.The memory of that night is still etched into a precious corner of my mind. It was like discovering a new side of Adrian.“Before you start getting silly ideas into your head, let me remind you that old habits die hard,” Aria says, her voice stern and slightly annoyed.“It wouldn’t hurt to take a trip down memory lane, would it?” I roll my eyes, indignant at whatever sermon she’s about to launch into.“When it involves you and Adrian Wolfe acting silly on your hospital bed, then yes, it would.” She chuckles, her humor resurfacing, and I allow mys
Adrian's POV"Open up, Violet," I whisper, my hands on my waist as I pace impatiently. Tapping my feet restlessly, I begin to scratch my scalp, my eyes never leaving the door. I haven't seen her for over two weeks, and I'm anxious to see her face, even if it's just for a minute.Reynold has been quiet the whole time, but I can see the excitement on his face, his gaze fixed on the door handle.The handle moves down slowly, the door swings open, and our eyes meet. Violet is dressed in a light blue dress that flows down to her ankles, a white sweater covering her arms and shoulders, her hair flowing freely down her back. She isn’t hurt.A big wave of relief washes over me, and I let out a sigh. She's safe and alive after all."Thank goodness you're okay," I say, but the moment the words leave my mouth, a cold look sweeps over her features. Her back straightens, her eyes go expressionless, and she folds her arms across her chest, leaning against the doorframe.Right. My thoughts shift in
Violet's POV"You can come back to the pack. You still have your place there," Adrian mutters. I stop sobbing immediately, fixing him with a long, hard stare. "He has the nerve!" Aria hisses in my mind. Realizing he'd probably blurted out something stupid, he bites his lip and looks away, but I continue to look. To think I could trust him… Of course, Red Moon Park was my safe haven, a place where I could live peacefully without watching my back every minute. But then again, it wasn't that easy. Bending my head down, I let out a bitter laugh that comes out low and croaky. Nothing is ever as easy as it seems. "And what about Emily? What happens to her?" I question, my gaze dropping as he chews on his lower lip. "Aren't the two of you still married?" My voice is louder this time. My eyes drift to Reynold, who gives me a sorry look. I don't ask these questions because I want answers—hell, I know the answers. I only want him to see how impossible his request is. "And when I'm back, what wo
Adrian's POVViolet raises an eyebrow, her smirk widening into a grin, and then she starts laughing. The sound is mocking, but instead of getting annoyed, I find myself turning away, embarrassed. I knew how she felt, but I didn't intend for it to come out that way. Maybe it was the wrong timing. Her words cut through the laughter, sharp as knives. Each one reminds me just how impossible it's going to be to convince her otherwise.“Sorry things had to turn out this way. It’s not what it looks like.” Damn it! I’ve messed up again. This wasn't how I pictured it to come out. I care about her, and I'm not comfortable with the fact that she was hiding in some only God knows basement when she can securely be safe at the pack house. I knew I needed to leave even without arguing. I wouldn't was to piss her more.Even on the drive back to the city, my mind is still on her. Reynold’s driving, but all I can think about is how I’ve let her down again. I should never have mentioned the pack. Now