CHAPTER ELEVEN

“Exciting, isn’t it?” Violet sneers as I walk past her. “The wedding is tomorrow night. And now that rouge is out of the way, maybe everything can go smoothly.”

I stop.

Of course, she’s not excited for the wedding. She wants to be with Sebastian far more than I’ve ever wanted to be with him. She’s trying to hurt me when I’m already vulnerable and in pain. The girl won’t stop until every part of me is destroyed.

Despite knowing that the ritual can never work for me, can never help me, I’ve thought about it throughout the day. I’ve been contemplating it as I pick out the final touches for the wedding.

Everything is so chaotic that somehow I’ve been able to slip beneath the noise so no one notices me. My thoughts are given space to wander.

Now though, that freezes everything. The rouge is out of the way. That can’t mean what I think it does.

“I heard he tried his best to fight the pack off,” she continues. “After that first disaster, he actually thought he had a chance.

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