Violet’s P.O.V.Untouchable twins Kara and Kelsi Bloomberg strutted down the main hall like it was their own personal runway, the golden emblem on their pleated and pressed skirts the logo for their mother’s fashion brand. It was obvious they were looking for me considering their slender noses and mossy eyes were turned my way.I didn’t bother moving, counting the seconds that passed by the number of times my head throbbed. Students flooding through the main doors skirted around me, doing everything in their power not to so much as graze my skin.That was fine by me. I’d rather be treated like the plague than bullied.Two sets of long, tanned legs came to a stop in front of me. The heels that the twin’s wore were definitely not standard uniform shoes, but I wasn’t about to tell them that. The tip of their stiletto’s was sharp enough to draw blood. They towered over my head, several inches taller than my measly five feet, six inches.“Victoria, right?” One of the twin’s, I had no clue
Violet’s P.O.V.I caught up with Olive at lunch, who wanted to know every sordid detail of what went on when I finally made it home last night. Since I had an essay on the Bloomberg family to edit and complete, we grabbed a snack and headed to the Media Center.Here we had a bit more privacy, which is exactly what I needed to relive every blistering and painful moment between Hael and me.I’d just finished telling her about my sleep-walking episode and the chilling song Hael claimed I sang when Olive’s pitch-black eyebrows lifted, vanishing behind her choppy bangs.“Oh, shit. That’s creepy as all hell, Violet.” She swallowed, blinking her heavily lined eyes rapidly. “What are we going to do about it?”The fact that Olive hadn’t hesitated to include herself in my mess nearly made me burst into tears. I wasn’t sure why I was so emotional, but it could’ve easily been due to the crappy cold I was clearly developing.“I think we’re not the only ones wanting to know the truth. I…I think Hae
Hael’s P.O.V.Violet sat in the passenger seat of my car looking just as snarky as she had this morning, her rose-petal lips puckered and begging to be bitten. The only difference was the crude blush on her face from where I’d embarrassed her with Holden-fucking-Cartier.I’d have to do something about that menace, and soon. Only an idiot would miss the way he gawked at Violet, following her every move like a whipped dog.If it weren’t for his father, I’d have ended his life a long time ago. As it stood, murdering Holden Cartier was a shit show I didn’t have the resources to deal with at the moment.The second I became Alpha, however.I glanced over to where Violet sat, her arms folded over her chest, pushing her breasts up a few tempting inches. The worst part was she didn’t even realize what she was doing. Her innocence was the bane of my fucking existence, but also the thing that lured me in the most.I wanted to peel it off of her layer by layer until I was staring at the monster h
Violet’s P.O.V.I panicked the entire drive and continued to panic when we pulled into the parking lot of a pristine looking office building whose tall glass windows reflected all light and practically screamed ‘money.’A man with salt and pepper hair, clad in a formal suit, stood out front of the sliding glass doors, his hands clasped in front of him.When Hael pulled up to the curb and got out of the car, I hesitated. It lasted only a split second considering I didn’t feel like hearing him gripe at me. The man in the suit murmured a few words to Hael before gesturing to the keys in his hand.“No need. We’ll only be a few minutes.” Hael replied, his tone almost respectful.Funny how he could treat a stranger with some decency but not his fated mate. He glided over to my side, his hand landing on the small of my back as he all but shoved me at the doors. Granted, I did dig my heels in a bit, but fear had a way of immobilizing you.Before the doors slid shut with a barely there mechani
Hael’s P.O.V.It’s official, I was going to murder Lorenzo Santino.To hell with his father, and to hell with the job he was currently doing for me. He’d been warned more than once that his big mouth was going to get him killed, and here I was plotting his death.“Careful, Lorenzo.” I warned, taking a step towards the little wolf at my side.Positioning my body so that it blocked her from Lorenzo’s prying stare, I let just a flash of heat fill my eyes. As a wolf himself, he should’ve easily been able to feel the tension thickening in the room. Or he would’ve if it weren’t for the alcohol I picked up on his breath.The fucker really decided to come here drunk. ‘Do not kill him in front of her.’ Magnus slithered out of his cave, his attention wrapping around the pale curls of the wolf hiding behind my back. ‘She’ll be frightened.’‘Good. Let her be afraid.’ I bit shot back.‘If you chase her off, we’ll never get to keep her.’ He replied simply, turning his back on my snarling as he sli
Violet’s P.O.V.I took a deep breath, and then another, letting out a low hiss when it failed to calm my frantic heartbeat.My body throbbed with the weight of my heavy pulse, refusing to calm regardless of all the happy thoughts I dredged up. The tactic my therapist had taught me, which only seemed to work when I was chock full of medications, was now failing spectacularly.It didn’t help that Hael, his annoyingly perfect face set in its usual glare, was standing right next to me.While we waited for his father’s assistant to come and fetch us, his words circled my head.“Stay on your toes and pay the fuck attention. If you think for one second my father isn’t watching your every move, you’re wrong. He’ll watch you so closely he’ll know the number of times you blinked, how many breaths you took, and what secrets are hiding that head of yours. Do not underestimate him, Violet. Ever.” He’d called me by my name, something he did at seemingly random since he adopted that stupid nickname
Violet’s P.O.V.I barely registered Hael’s presence the entire way home. As far as my overwhelmed brain was concerned, the seat to my left was empty and the car was driving itself.We could’ve been coasting down the sidewalk, plowing into pedestrians left and right, and I probably wouldn’t even have noticed. I was too busy trying to wrap my head around the results of my gene test.‘We don’t have the rogue gene, which is a definite plus.’ Lacey said soothingly, but even my wolf couldn’t erase my worries.I gnawed on my lip, ignoring the tingle of Hael’s eyes on my face. ‘That’s wonderful and all but having the rogue gene would’ve explained the blackouts and why I’ve been so quick to anger lately. Also, this whole carrier thing royally sucks. Hael’s our only option if we want to have healthy children, and I’d rather reproduce with Blaze of all people over Hael.’Alright, that was a blatant lie, but who could blame me? My options were spectacularly limited. I doubted that even Holden wou
Violet’s P.O.V.The first was Hael’s, which I was stuck on for longer than I care to admit. His unruly hair had been tamed, slicked back to show off the shaved sides. I very much noticed how his suit matched my dress, both a deep shade of black with a slight navy hue but decided not to comment on that fact.It was most likely to show off a united front, though that would’ve made more sense if Sylvia matched us too, which she didn’t.Every one of my suspicious thoughts were cut short when Elijah sauntered in after Hael, his lips already pulled back in a warm grin. Ignoring the weight of Hael’s stare on my face, I raced into Elijah’s open arms and swatted at him when he went from hugging me to holding me at an arms length.“Look at you, Violet! You look stunning.” Elijah exclaimed, eyes sparkling past his curly hair. He held out his arms, drawing my attention down to his suit. Making a show of it, he turned slowly and asked, “How’d I do? Tell me I don’t look at stupid as I feel.”“You l
Violet’s P.O.V. Ten Years Later “I’ve got to say, I’m impressed. You’ve definitely improved.” I teased, slipping my arms around my husband’s waist as he stood over the stove. The brisket he tended to had been a twenty-four-hour project of his that he insisted on getting perfect. In fact, this entire dinner tonight had been cooked by him alone. It was his way of proving all my years of cooking lessons hadn’t gone unnoticed. He spun around with a piece of meat in his hand. I went to pluck it from his fingers only for him to move it just out of reach. He shook his head, his ebony hair falling over his brows. “Open up, princess.” I pulled him close, my stomach fluttering as I did as he asked. A groan slid past my lips at the rich, savory flavor. He really had improved in his cooking skills. Another year or two and he’d probably surpass me. One of his arms slid around my waist and remained there as he reached across the counter to grab one of the cupcakes he’d made. Rich chocolate and
Violet’s P.O.V.Two Months LaterDeep breaths, Violet. In and out just like Doctor Leanna said. There’s nothing to be afraid of, nothing at all.Hael squeezed my hand once, and I looked up to meet his knowing stare. The ring on my left hand twinkled in the sunlight as we walked. It was such a beautiful day, and I didn’t miss the irony of that fact as we headed into the maximum-security prison that loomed overhead.Today was the day of Dominic Harding’s execution.Trailing behind us was everyone Dominic, Alice, and Noah had ever hurt. My Mom and Dad were first, followed by Marcel in his wheelchair, then Sylvia, Olive, Cole, and Mykelle. Even Eric Chen was attending, though he was likely already waiting inside. The execution wouldn’t commence without us, leaving me with plenty of time to mull things over.I turned my head to the sky, drinking in the sunlight that warmed my cheeks. There wasn’t a single cloud in sight. It was as though the Goddess herself knew that today wasn’t a time fo
Hael’s P.O.V.One Week Later“Hael! You are in so much trouble.” Violet gasped, but I wasn’t hearing any of it.I paused in front of the doorway, the breath sucked from my lungs at the sight of my mate. You’d think it had been days since we last saw one another with how fast my heart was racing, yet it had only been a couple of hours. Her cheeks warmed beneath her pretty pink blush, and she toyed with the ends of her freshly cut hair nervously.The gown she wore was embedded with tiny gemstones that twinkled whenever she moved. I’d never seen fabric so shimmery before, almost like it had been sliced from the night sky. It was worth every penny to see it wrapped around her mouthwatering curves. Her pupils dilated as she took me in, and fuck if I didn’t love the way her breath hitched.I crossed the small dressing room in six strides and pulled her into my arms, her dress whooshing as it slid against my tux. There was so much raw emotion rushing through me that only her presence kept me
Violet’s P.O.V.The crowd’s chattering came to a halt as the sea of people parted. Voices faded into the distance until only one remained, louder than all the rest. Mykelle groaned from where she sat in the back of an ambulance and covered her face with her hands.“Coming through, coming through! Beta of Alpha Hael here and mate to the most beautiful she-wolf in this place. Come on, people, move it!”Cole shoved his way through the crowd, barreling through the caution tape so quickly that the warriors scattered to seal the breach. A handful ran after him, clearly not getting the memo that he had the authority to be here. Cole either didn’t notice their presence or didn’t care. His eyes were locked on one person in particular.A flutter of something warm and pleasant filled my chest as I watched the scene unfold.Mykelle scoffed at the sight of him, turning her nose up as though she could care less. The blush staining her cheeks and the way she combed her fingers through her hair said
Violet’s P.O.V.Hael stood from the injured wolf, radiating such pride that I wanted nothing more than to fall into his arms and let him tell me it was finally over. I stumbled over to him when a bloodcurdling cry pierced the air.It was the scream of someone being mauled.“Mykelle, stop!” I shouted in time to watch her fling Dominic’s severed arm across the room.Oh fuck. My stomach clenched as I gagged. The massive wolf stepped off of Dominic’s chest, kicking him in the head with its hind leg. She pulled her muzzle back and flashed her blood-stained teeth. Was she grinning at me?Hael snorted, so I must’ve been right.“I know he’s the one that tormented your family and all, but why couldn’t you just let me finish him? I would’ve made it worthwhile.” Mykelle huffed, now standing between Hael and I with her arms folded over her naked chest. She lifted her hand to inspect her nails, a smirk tilting at her lips as she found her manicure still intact.“Don’t be selfish. If anyone deserve
Violet’s P.O.V.“You killed my brother.” Alice seethed, her eyes a shock of white across a canvas of blistering red.Hael cocked his head, the grin on his face both dark and playful. With a gentle hand he pushed me to the side, partially concealing me behind his back. The thudding upstairs continued without missing a beat, as did the drip, drip, drip, of Noah’s blood on the carpet.“I honestly thought he’d put up more of a fight, but instead he hid behind his gun like a coward. It’s not at all surprising that his sister’s exactly the same.”I reached out to stop him from goading her when I spotted the knife behind his back. The hilt was clutched tightly in his hand, and from the way his muscles bunched I knew he was preparing to strike. Alice snarled, the sound cracking off the walls of the small living room.“You think you’re going to trick me into dropping my gun? Please, I’m no fool. You know what? I’m actually thankful my whore of a sister survived when Noah threw her into that fi
Hael’s P.O.V.You’re never going to see her again.The fuck I wouldn’t.I scrambled off of Holden’s body, kicking the bastard in the head for good measure. He had said his name was Noah—the Noah. Absolute fury rushed through me, all of it directed at myself. How many times had he been within sniffing distance of Violet? Too many to count.He tried to kiss her. His fucking half-sister. Man, the guy really was messed up. Should’ve trusted my gut about him, but it was much too late for that.Marcel groaned as I turned him over, his face slathered with his own blood. With my fingers pressed against his throat, I felt around until I registered a small flutter. Atticus’s Beta had taken half a dozen bullets for me. The feeling it left me with was uncomfortable as fuck.“You stupid, lucky asshole. I really hate owing people.” I muttered as I swiped his phone off the floor.The first call I made was for an ambulance, while the second was to Cole. Thank fuck I’d memorized his number considering
Violet’s P.O.V.Dominic stood from his crouch and offered me his hand. While I wanted to bite him and tear a few fingers off as revenge for Olive, I didn’t. I swallowed the disgust that rose from this never-ending pit in my stomach and accepted his help.He didn’t let go though, not for several seconds.“I know you likely have mixed feelings for Hael, but I promise you this is for the best. You trusted me once, and I know that trust will return in due time. Still I feel the need to apologize.” His shoulders fell as he sighed, those dark brows furrowing.“Apologize for what?” Such a stupid question, but what didn’t he have to apologize for? He ruined my family’s life. That didn’t just call for an apology. It called for fucking vengeance.There was such genuine guilt on his face that my heart cried out in response.Dominic ran his hand down his jaw, clenching it as he spoke. “If I hadn’t been so absent, I would’ve noticed the signs. Hael was manipulating you this entire time, just as At
Violet’s P.O.V.The eyes I stared into were Elijah’s, the same man who had raised me these past ten years, but his face was no longer his own. Now that I had seen the mask fall, I’d never be able to go back to who I’d once been.It tore my heart in two to know that the man who had written those terrible letters to my Mom was also the man who had bought me my first cookbook. Elijah—it had been Elijah all along. Behind those soft eyes and his kind smile was the darkest kind of monster.No matter what I felt for him, I would not let him take me. If that meant playing into his sick fantasy, then so be it.I inched my way across the carpet, as far away from my vomit as I could get. The stench alone would make it impossible to speak without gagging. Elijah hovered over me, still on his knees with his hands out in that placating gesture. The sight of it made me sick.“I don’t understand how this is happening. You—You had us both. You had me at the cabin and my mother…” There was no need to f