Mag-log inVIOLETThis wouldn’t be the first time Lucian would kiss me. But goodness, was it nothing short of heavenly. For the Alpha, composure and maintaining that aura of calm was almost second nature.And yet he was kissing me with the desperation that one would have for air.“Violet,” He sighed, moving back in to claim my lips again.Each time he slid his tongue into my mouth, it was done with a certain precision that made me question just why he was so good at it. Had he done it with other women before?Very likely.I’d be suspicious if he hadn’t. But it didn’t stop the jealousy from gnawing at me like a parasite. Just as quickly as the thought came, it disappeared when Lucian tightened his hold on my waist.He eventually pulled away, letting me catch my breath. I doubt there’d ever been a time when I saw that look in his eyes. One of pure desire. It made my stomach flip in the same way heat continued to run straight to my core.The way his eyes lingered on mine was almost like he was aski
VIOLETI’d told myself I’d never do it again.The incident at the party had been a big enough lesson. He’d looked at me with disgust back then. Even avoided me right after. I shouldn’t have let him kiss me again.And yet, the mere feel of his lips against mine threatened to render my knees weak. A small sigh left him, tongue sliding into my mouth with an ease that both surprised and frustrated me.Only after a few more seconds did it click in my head that I wasn’t supposed to be doing that. Without thinking, I pushed him away, breath coming out in pants. The alcohol had done numbers on dulling my senses but it did little to quell how hard my heart was pounding.“Violet,”How was it that he managed to make sound like that? Like some sort of prayer. And why was he looking at me with those eyes? Like he’d shatter if I so much as made the wrong move. It infuriated me to no end.I hated it. I hated h…“Don’t.”Lucian paused. “What do you—”“Don’t do that shit again.” I didn’t hold back the
LUCIAN“What was the verdict?”I slapped the documents onto the table, sending Zayn a pointed look. “What do you think?”There was a cautious look in his eyes as he took the documents and began examining it. The farther down the paper he read, the more his expression turned grim. He eventually set it back down, an exhausted look in his eyes.“Who knew keeping peace between multiple packs would be such a…chore.” He sighed.I grunted out a reply, sinking further into my seat. “It’s good enough that they’re not trying to take each other’s heads off. We need this alliance to be as organized as possible. Damon’s assured me that he’ll send the mobilized men soon enough.”Tristan chuckled. “Not like we need them.”“True,” I sighed. “But if we’re going to commence the operation, side-lining them won’t exactly be ideal either.”“Agreed.”My fingers thrummed absentmindedly on the desk. I had to move fast against Tristan as quickly as possible. My oath with Violet was betting on that.And when t
VIOLETSuna had begrudgingly let me into the inner part of the house, amidst a couple of grumbles and complaints from the blonde and Bardo.The sprawling mansion was lined with different tapestries and historic pieces. Suna must be one who really stuck to culture. Or he was just very traditionalist.After going down a couple more halls, I was led to his private study. The slam of the door behind me should have rung some sort of bell of bad omen.But I was way past letting fear hold me back now. I’d come to get something, and I didn’t plan on leaving till I got it. He gestured for me to take a seat before sinking into his own chair.“So,” he started. “You came all this way for me. I assume it wasn’t just on a mere whim. Who are you? And why do you need my help?”“I never knew personal details about your clients was something you deemed it mandatory to know.”His eyes studied mine for a moment. “Being defensive, are we? I don’t see how I’m supposed to help then.”“Violet.” I finally sai
VIOLETAnon.I didn’t think that name could leave a bitter feel in my tongue as it did now. After everything, they’d been more or less mute.Thinking about it only increased my irritation. Lucian had set out for his office in the morning so I was mostly left to my own devices.I couldn’t bother Reese now. She apparently had a getaway planned with Zayn so they would more or less be gone for the whole day.Which left me with nothing else but my thoughts. And it was something I hated more than anything.I didn’t like being alone. It meant I’d start to remember. And remember, and remember…I let out another groan, tossing my phone to the side. After a couple of exaggerated groans, I picked it back up.No time to start groaning and complaining now. An idea popped in my head and I quickly pulled up the files I’d gotten from Anon.They’d gone through the trouble of giving me personal info on most of the higher ups in the pack.“Would you look at that.” I chuckled to myself. Even Sienna was o
LUCIAN“You’re slipping bro,”It was getting harder and harder to hold back the urge to chuck something at Zayn. The beta didn’t seem to be that much affected by the glares I’d send him.He’d only chuckle and fix me with that amused look that always lingered behind his eyes.“Do you want to die?” I growled.He raised his hands. “Hey, at least I’ll know it’s for a noble cause. The only problem would be Reese because I know for a fact that she’s going to miss me.”I groaned, turning my attention back to the punching bag before me. Each jab was calculated and precise, a way of getting out every sliver of frustration and annoyance that seemed to tear at my insides.Never one to take a hint, Zayn found his way to the bench press beside me. That eager look still lingered in his eyes as he watched me.“Lucian.”I didn’t reply, grunt after grunt leaving my lips as I took multiple punches and jabs at the punching bag.“Lucian.”“What?” I growled, chest heaving as I caught my breath.His eyes r







