Masuk🌸VIOLET🌸 The small blade was pressed firmly against Javier's wrist, the very hand he was using to hold mine. Xavier had pushed it hard enough to break the skin. A thin line of blood was already running down Javier's wrist. My eyes widened slightly. Xavier didn't even look at the wound. His attention remained fixed on Javier, his expression frighteningly calm. Javier's expression changed immediately. Even with the white mask covering half his face, I could see the colour draining from his features. "Alpha Xavier." His voice trembled. He released my hand so quickly that my fingers dropped against my side. "I—I was just…em. I should go." He didn't wait for either of us to respond. Javier moved away, almost stumbling as he disappeared into the crowd. I watched him go before looking at Xavier again. A server approached with a tray, and Xavier calmly took a napkin. He wiped the small amount of blood from the knife, folded the napkin over the stained part, and locked the blade b
🌸VIOLET🌸 I was beginning to think Xavier had developed a rather disturbing obsession with masks until we arrived at the royal courthouse. Apparently, the entire evening was an all-masked royal dinner party. A royal masquerade. Everywhere I looked, people wore elaborate masks. Some were decorated with gold, others with feathers, jewels, or intricate patterns that probably cost more than everything I owned. Men and women moved around the grand hall with champagne glasses in their hands, exchanging greetings and discussing matters that sounded important enough to bore me to death. I glanced down at my black gown before looking around again. So that was why he had insisted on the mask. My attention returned to him. I had been staring at him since we arrived, and I was beginning to suspect that I had developed a serious problem. When I first saw him standing beside the car at the estate, his eyes had travelled over me with an intensity that nearly made my knees give out. He had
❤️🩹DORIAN❤️🩹 The door opened, and I adjusted my mask. Celine walked into the room, and my eyes immediately settled on her red gown. The dress fitted her figure beautifully, and the matching red mask brought out the greyish shade of her blue eyes. They reminded me of Violet's, although there was no mistaking the difference. Celine's eyes were lighter, almost grey, while Violet's were a deeper blue that seemed to hold my attention even when she wasn't anywhere near me. Celine carried a bouquet of irises. She looked around the room briefly before placing them on the table. "Your father inviting me to accompany you to an event doesn't speak well of your dominance, Xavier." I kept my mouth shut. She still hadn't recognized me. I could have corrected her immediately, but something about the situation made me curious about how long it would take her to notice. She walked towards me with a smile that seemed to disappear the closer she got. Then she reached for me and wrapped her ar
♣️XAVIER♣️ My father had contacted Thornveil before I could make my own arrangements, inviting Celine to be my date for the royal engagement ceremony. The man was taking my words lightly. I had already made my position clear, yet he had decided that my refusal was something he could conveniently ignore. Perhaps he thought I would eventually accept whatever arrangement he made for me. He had spent too many years confusing my silence with obedience. I checked the time on my phone. Celine should have arrived at my private mansion by now, expecting to find me waiting for her. I had already instructed Dorian to handle the situation, and I had no intention of interrupting my evening to entertain a woman I had never asked to accompany me. Dorian could give her the date she had so desperately agreed to. I had chosen my own company. The gown in the box was meant for one woman, and that woman was my Violence. I had watched Violet hide herself beneath oversized clothes for long enough.
🌸VIOLET🌸 The moment Xavier left, my eyes went straight to the box on the bed. I waited until I heard the bedroom door close before turning towards it. Whatever he had brought me had occupied my thoughts since he walked into my room, and now that I finally had the chance to find out, I couldn't stop the excitement bubbling inside me. I approached the bed and carefully pulled the ribbon loose. I lifted the lid, pushed aside the tissue paper, and stared at what was inside. My mouth fell open. A gown. Not just any gown, either. I reached inside and carefully lifted it out, allowing the material to unfold between my hands. It was a long black lace gown with thin straps and a slit that started ridiculously high on the left thigh. The lace was delicate and almost completely transparent, but a body-coloured lining had been sewn underneath it, preventing the dress from revealing more than it should. At least, I thought it did. I turned the gown around, examining the front before fli
🌸VIOLET🌸 Four weeks until the wedding. I had never been more anxious about anything in my life. The past week had been particularly strange. I had barely done anything beyond getting out of bed, attending my training sessions, eating when I remembered to, and returning to my room. I wasn't exactly living. I was simply existing and occupying space. Xavier had practically become a ghost. I had heard from some of the warriors that he had been busy tracking Woods. Apparently, this time, they were expecting an attack on Thornveil. Who would dare attack the most powerful pack in history? The Thornveil family was powerful, and yet the pack remained an easy target because there was no heir. At least, that was what I gathered from the information I had literally spied on. Xavier was searching for their lost daughter, who had been kidnapped two decades ago. I didn't know how much progress they had made, but the entire matter seemed to have become more urgent. Meanwhile, I had spent p







