VioletThe mood changed instantly. The cheating part was somewhat acceptable, but poisoning your own brother? He might’ve taken the crown from Dylan with that one.“I didn’t mean for it to…I didn’t mean to nearly kill him. The poison was supposed to weaken him, just enough for me to win,” Kylan tried explaining himself. “But…it left him damaged. He can’t walk. Can’t shift. He can’t do anything, he’s bound to a wheelchair.”He closed his eyes after the last part, then looked down. “He was never the same after that.”I could hear the regret in his voice, and I could understand his initial reaction about not wanting to say anything at first.This confession was brutal.“My Mom knows, and she hates me for it. The only parent who ever cared for me calls me a monster, a demon—doesn’t want anything to do with me,” Kylan said. “I did it for her too. I did it for both of us, but she’s so humiliated by the child she’s raised she told me to die soon, and take it to the grave with me.”He kept lo
VioletI stood patiently, waiting for my turn at the same information desk where Nate had brought me on my first day at the academy.Today was my first day off—and I was planning to make good use of it.Adelaide was still a question I did not have all the answers to, and I had to know more about her.Who was she, what was she doing with those witches—and what was her connection to Mom?“Next!” The same woman from last time barked out, her face uninterested.“Yes, hi,” I stepped forward, placing my hands on the desk. I offered her a polite smile, one she didn’t return.“How can I help you?” she said, her voice flat.“This question might come off as really nosy—”“Keep it rolling,” the woman waved her hand impatiently. “I don’t have all day. There are people waiting.”I scoffed, caught off guard by her rudeness. “My mom used to go to this school. Her name was Claire Hastings. She had this friend, Adelaide—and I was wondering if you have some information on her, or perhaps still have a f
VioletHis face stiffened, something about the mention of Adelaide clearly bothering him.“Adelaide?” he pursed his lips, thinking.“Yes, Adelaide,” I confirmed. “Was she also on the Elite Team.”“Yes, but I wasn’t close to her,” Rochwall replied.I didn’t know whether to believe him. After the lie about not being close to my mom, I wasn’t sure whether he was telling the truth at all. Something felt off.“I was looking for information about her, but I can’t find anything,” I continued, hoping he might open up. “I thought maybe if you knew something, I could stop my search—”Rochwall’s eyes softened. “Adelaide was complicated...only a few knew how to keep her in check.”The look in his eyes told me he either felt sorry for her or wasn’t her biggest fan. Perhaps he just didn’t want to talk about her.“So, what was she like?”“She was...different. Smart, powerful, maybe too much for her own good.”Powerful?“So, she was one of the best shifters, then?”Rochwall chuckled, shaking his head
VioletShe leaned closer, her breath hot against my ear. “Stay away from Kylan, or your fate will be even worse than the last girl who tried taking him from me.”Then she straightened, and walked away without another word.I drew in a long breath, trying to shake off the encounter before heading back to the dorm. Giving things like that attention would only make it worse for me.~Trinity didn’t come back until late in the afternoon, carrying two large shopping bags. “I went a bit crazy again,” she called out as she threw them on the couch.I laughed. “What did you buy this time?”“Oh, you know, just the essentials,” she smirked. “A dress for me, a dress for you, heels, jewelry, and some other stuff. Nothing much.”I raised a brow, grateful but also surprised. Trinity’s Dad spoiled her rotten, and she was able to buy anything she wanted. Technically, I was well off too, Uncle gave me an allowance—but I’d never dare ask for more. Certainly not to buy designer clothes.“Thank you so mu
VioletWith a frustrated pout, I sat at the table across from Trinity and Dylan who couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.They were in their only little world and only had eyes for each other. It was like I wasn’t even there.The whole time I thought I was doing myself a favor by brining Trinity, but instead, I had basically brought Dylan a plus one.How did we miss this?How did I miss this?I should’ve known it was him when she mentioned her mate’s dinner thing. Trinity had never told me that her mate was on the Elite Team, and I had never told her I was a Hastings. We spoke about every little stupid detail—except for the real important stuff.If we had talked about it, we would’ve figured this out much sooner. Then I wouldn’t have shown up to this dinner at all, and I wouldn’t be stuck sitting beside him—Kylan.Unfortunately it was the only available seat near that annoyingly cute couple. Kylan had no reaction when I sat down next to him, and hadn’t said a single word to me. Tr
VioletHe paused, then turned slowly, raising a brow as if he was wondering why I was stopping him.My legs moved quickly as I moved in front of him.“I just wanted to say...” I awkwardly looked around, trying to come up with anything. What did I even want to say?“T-Thank you. For, you know, saying I’m worthy of being on the team.”Kylan laughed lightly. “We’re not friends, puppy,” he reminded me. “Don’t get it twisted.”He kept walking, but I wasn’t finished—so I hurried after him. “Well, it was still nice of you. Even if you’re just pretending not to care,” I spoke, frustrated.Kylan smirked beside me. “Enlighten me please, why would I care?”I sucked my teeth, bothered by his change of attitude. “So, what? You’re too cool to be nice to people again?”Kylan glanced at me sideways, his smirk never fading. “Nice isn’t really my thing. You should know that by now, Puppy.”“And here I thought we were bonding?”“Bonding? Let’s not get carried away,” Kylan snorted. “And you still haven’t
VioletI stood awkwardly by the door, glancing around Kylan’s room. Even if I wanted to run away, it was too late now.The big clock above his desk already showed it was fifteen minutes past curfew, so that’s how long I’d been standing there.Fifteen minutes.Kylan went on with his life as if me being in his room past curfew was the most casual thing in the world. It was not surprising, I mean—I’d heard of his reputation and knew for a certain that many girls had been here past curfew.He had taken off his shirt, cleaned his empty water bottles—took a shower.All in those fifteen minutes.“Are your legs broken?” he said as he tossed a towel over a chair. “Do I need to come and carry you—““No!” I spoke a little too fast, looking anywhere but his bare chest. Unfortunately, it was just as wet and shiny as that time I had come to his room to reject him.“I can walk!” I took big steps toward his bed and sat down on the edge. Unsure of what to do with my hands, I placed them in my lap befo
Violet“Mom said it was a favor from an old friend,” I replied, sighing as I thought of her. The one who had always supported me, no matter what.Both her, and Dad.I had always been extra careful with my glasses because I did not have a choice. I had replaced the frames many times, but never the glasses. Lyperian stone was rare and not replaceable now that it no longer existed.The glasses were as important as my life. Without them, I had no control over anything.“How does the stone help you with your problem?” Kylan asked, scooting his body a bit closer.A warm smile crept onto my lips at his genuine interest. He had become even more curious now that he knew the materials came from Lyperia.“It helps block out certain energies. Without it, I get overwhelmed by voices or—” I trailed off again, not wanting to get too deep into it. I had already said too much. The last thing I wanted was to go from Puppy to Freak.Luckily, Kylan didn’t push further. When he noticed I was done speaking