Standing there, in the open door, scowling back at me, is Violet—the girl I hate most in the world. She's just a few months older than me, but she thinks she's so much older and thinks she's the boss of me. But she's only 18, after all. And I'll be 18 soon. I don't know who she thinks she is. Everywhere I turn she reminds me that I am in her territory. In her pack house.She's just jealous. The other girls told me that Violet was desperate to be Sebastian's Luna. But he apparently never was that into her. And then I came along, and now, she blames me.Which is so unfair—because I never even courted Sebastian. He courted me! And on top of it all, I'm not sure I even want to be his Luna.But Violet doesn't care. She just wishes I was dead."So," Violent says, her voice seething with hate and envy, "precious little Rachel is too good for our Alpha?"My face reddens."I never said that," I say."Don't lie," she says. "I heard you two. You wouldn't tell him you love him. What, you
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