LOGIN“Why don’t you give your son some credit?” Lucian asked. “After all, he was wise enough to align himself with the right side in the end.”Kane's look of panic turned to that of pure anger. “You little traitor,” he growled. “How could you turn on your own family?”“I warned you that you were going to
[Violet’s POV]I had no idea what came over me.One moment I was safe and secure in Lucian’s arms and the next I was crossing the room to punch Kane Venmer straight in the face.Everyone watched in total awe and shock as I practically knocked the older man to the ground. But I didn’t care. I was fed
I snapped my head to the side and stared daggers at Kane.“You fucking touched her!” I snarled. A strong arm curled around my shoulder. Had it not been for Dmitrius holding me back, I would have surely killed Kane.“Easy,” Dmitrius muttered. “Lucian. Come back to yourself, cousin.”I gruffed and
[Kane’s POV]How could I have made such an appalling miscalculation??I’d sent for Silas’ presence on the grounds that my deal with Burmstone could once again take place. He’d demanded I offer something of better value and I had gone out of my way to ensure such a thing was possible.The fated mate
[Violet’s POV]I tried to hide my growing fear behind my carefully curated mask of indifference.But with every step this vampire took to get closer to me, the stronger my heart was fighting to break through my chest.Silas kept a firm eye on me as he began to circle around the chair I was still bou
[Lucian’s POV]I felt awful.No, ‘awful’ wasn’t the word I was searching for...Desolate...Tormented...Mournful...Agonized...My Gods, the list was endless. But above all else, I could easily say that I was heartbroken. And I had no one to blame but myself.I shouldn’t have kept all of this from Vio
I remained where I was—seated, still, deliberate.I had known. Not fully. Not in a way the court would accept as proof. But instinct had its own kind of accuracy. So did silence. So did blood.Violet had never needed to prove herself to me but now the rest of the world had run out of excuses. The mo
“Pregnant? Gods, no. The bastard doesn’t even know how his own bloodline works.”A beat of laughter—hers, sharp and giddy.“All I needed was a blood seal and a charm. Five drops, thirty minutes, and every physician in the court started bowing like I’d conjured him an heir.”There was a sharp intake
(Violet’s POV)I didn’t realize I had been waiting for someone to move until I felt him beside me. Lucian didn’t speak. He simply offered me his hand, which I took needing to be balanced in this moment. My head was swimming as he simply stepped into the space next to mine, not like he was claiming i
(Violet’s POV)Mariah Sterling was called without ceremony.No title. No reverence. Just her name—stripped of lineage, echoed through a chamber that no longer bowed when she entered it.She walked to the stand like posture could still preserve power. Chin high. Spine rigid. Gloves white. But her com







