Violet’s P.O.V.Hael ripped the phone from my hand before I could utter so much as a word.“Who the hell is this and how do you know Violet?” He snapped.The man replied just as I reached out to take the phone back. He spoke with a cool tone, as though he wasn’t at all surprised at how things had turned out. “Hael Ashford, I presume. Your reputation precedes you. Nice to finally make your acquaintance.”There was something so oddly familiar about this man’s voice. The smooth baritone and the way each word spilled seamlessly from his mouth; it cultivated a flicker of recognition that I just couldn’t place.“Wish I could agree with you, but you still haven’t told me who you are.” Hael bit back.Olive and I exchanged nervous glances while Cole leaned in, an eager expression on his face.“Let me speak to Violet and I’ll do more than just tell you my name.”Hael clenched his jaw, passing me the phone. Whoever this guy was, he clearly felt no need to cater to Hael.Rolling my lip between my
Hael’s P.O.V.Cole bounced on the balls of his feet for the hundredth time, chipping away at the last shreds of my patience.“Go sign up for your match already.” I barked over the thunderous music that pulsed against my eardrums with it’s rapidly changing beat. “You’re getting on my damn nerves.”“Yes, sir!” Cole gave me a sloppy salute and all but sprinted into the crowd of writhing bodies. His head, with his hair that stood up in all directions, was visible for several seconds before vanishing completely.He’d been twitchy these past two weeks, but he’d been positively manic since stepping past Jinx’s threshold. The moment the tang of sweat, blood, and sex hit his nose, he was a goner. It was better to ditch him now so that I could focus on what I’d came here for.My meeting with Marcel Vega and the visit I planned on paying to Lorenzo Santino.I made my way through the crowd, keeping each of my senses peeled. One could never be too careful in a place like this, surrounded by so man
Violet’s P.O.V.What the hell is going on?“Olive?! Hael?!” I screeched.Half of the sound was in panic, and the other in pain. The lights had cut off out of nowhere and the crowd was going insane. They running frantically in every direction, barreling into one another without care.I’d lost Olive and Mykelle instantly. My heart was racing, beating so fast I was terrified it might stop. I tried to push forward, to navigate the sea of voices and scents in hopes that I’d somehow stumble into Hael. More than once I tripped over something…something large.I couldn’t bring myself to accept that it was people I was tripping over. The first time I tried to help them up, but they grabbed at me so wildly that all it did was throw me off balance. I didn’t know much about the world, but I did know that you never want to fall in the middle of a crowd surge.As much as it killed me, I had to keep going to find my friends.People jostled me left and right, but I managed to stay on my feet. The scre
Violet’s P.O.V.Wait a damned second. What contract?!“I didn’t sign anything!” I screeched at all of them, Cole included since he and Mykelle had just shown up. “That wasn’t me!”Even Mykelle had a slight look of worry on her face, which was surprising—but not nearly as surprising as when her eyes widened and she screamed, “VIOLET WATCH OUT!”I spun around too late, my heart and stomach switching places as a meaty arm swung directly at my face.The pain of being clotheslined by a man five times my size was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Although I’d never been hit by a vehicle before, I assumed it was similar in nature.Every bone in my body flexed to their breaking point, my lungs expelling every drop of air as my ribcage squeezed them mercilessly. I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet, not until my skull smacked into it hard enough to have me tasting metal.There were sounds everywhere. Screaming, shouting, cheering, booing. So many that I couldn’t begin to decip
Hael’s P.O.V.We got back to the house around two in the morning. The drive was tense, filled with an awkward silence that both Olive and Cole tried to fill.Since Mykelle had taken her own car, I was able to sit in the back with Violet in an attempt to coax her out of her head.It had been many years since I’d felt the full force of shock, but the memory was still clear in my mind. The best thing to do was evoke some other emotion—direct them on a different course than the one that made them spiral.Redirection, hydration, and sugar—lots of sugar.Mykelle clearly didn’t get the memo that she wasn’t wanted here, because she met us back at my mother’s estate and followed us into the house.After plying Violet with a few peanut butter cups and questioning her about her sudden friendship with Mykelle—a friendship I knew was nonexistent—I managed to pull her from her head.She had wrinkled her nose at me, scowling as she said, “…what on earth makes you think Mykelle and I are friends?”Ev
Hael’s P.O.V.“How nice of him. I always did love impossible missions.” Cole griped, and for good reason.He wasn’t at all wrong, which is why I didn’t bother looking his way. It didn’t matter that he and Mykelle were mates, Imani Vanderbilt would never give out information for free.She and her daughter were both conniving snakes.“There has to be a way.” Olive said, her words directed to Violet whose lips were now curled into a frown. Her shoulders had fallen in defeat, and it was that defeat that made me even more adamant to get answers.Imani Vanderbilt would make a deal with me, I was sure of it. The best way to get the ball rolling, however, was by going to her daughter.Mykelle. I excused myself and headed downstairs to the foyer where Mykelle waited. From the balcony, I could see the cellphone she had pressed to her ear and could hear the quickness in which she spoke.It was amusing how quickly she’d replaced the one I destroyed, but it was also expected.She spun around as I
Hael’s P.O.V.“You’re sure about this?” Violet asked for the nineteenth time since we’d gotten into the car. She hadn’t stopped playing with her hands, fumbling with her shirt, her skirt, and anything within reach. “I can go by myself—”“The man that stalked your mother is now stalking you. You are not going alone.” I said through gritted teeth.Everything about her was sapping my already dwindling reserve of patience, but it wasn’t entirely her fault. My nerves were already raw. They’d become red and angry the second I arrived home to overhear her talking about visiting the house she’d once lived in.The house that had served as my prison for an entire week.I’d been on the verge of exploding after watching realization dawn in her big blue eyes, softening them as regret and sympathy shone through. It was that reason alone that I accompanied her.I could’ve easily sent Olive or Cole in my stead, but I needed to show her that I didn’t give a fuck about the past—that it didn’t affect me
Hael’s P.O.V.Violet jumped a solid foot off the step when she heard me coming down behind her. Her trembling hand slid down the wall, all the way to the light switch which she quickly flicked on. I noticed the huff of breath that escaped her lips when the room was bathed in light, every corner of this hellscape visible.One glance at the rough brick walls had my body reacting in ways I would’ve thought impossible if I hadn’t seen Violet stuck in one of her black out’s. A cold sweat clung to my skin and seemed to appear out of nowhere. I took a slow breath, but instead of calming me, it made things worse.The scent was the same—a mixture of fresh paint, dirt, and stone. All it was missing was the sharp tang of piss and metallic undertone of blood. That and pain—so much pain.Violet’s lips were moving, letting me know that she was speaking. At first, I was too absorbed in the violent mixture that was the present and past to focus on her words. Slowly, they trickled through.“As much as