"Where's Violet?" My dad was quick to ask as he settled into the sitting room. He wasn't looking much different from when last I had saw him. Aside from the fact that he was aging from day to day.
This was exactly what I was trying to prevent. I hated moments like this, where he would have to question me like a child.
"Dad, I'm old enough. I'm no longer a child. I'm old enough to make decisions for myself!" I yelled, my head pounding. My dad was a man of control; he loved being in control, and when he said something, he wanted it done his way. He was mostly the reason why I had to marry Violet.
"You're old enough to make decisions, and yet you have to make a stupid one. I didn't ask for any story. Where is Violet?" His voice boomed through the room. I could tell he was losing his patience.
"She's gone!" I looked away; the word was hard to say. Heaven knows I didn't intend to let her go. That was a choice she made on her own.
I watched as his face fell with disappointment.
"I'll give you two days. Two freaking days to bring back Violet and take that woman away, or else..."
"Or else what?" I didn't know where the bravery came from, but I was done with being Daddy's boy.
"Or else... Whatever you see, you take it!" He grunted. He was shocked at the nerve I had replying back to him.
I knew my father was a man of his word, but I didn't feel threatened. I was already mad at myself, my wolf was also mad at me, and now my dad.
I sighed as I watched him walk away without saying another word to me.
"You're just getting started," Kai mocked.
"Oh, shut it!" I snarled at him.
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Violet's POV
Mason had offered to walk me home after insisting that I wouldn't be strong enough to handle Nina. And here we were, deeply engaged in conversation as we walked. Surprisingly, he possessed a charming sense of humor, complementing his handsome appearance.
"So, tell me, where did you stay before you moved to town?" He queried, flashing another smile as he stared at me.
His look was charming, friendly, and welcoming. I didn't even realize how hard I was smiling back at him.
"Um... I was staying with a distant cousin of mine in New York," I lied. Of course, I had to tell a lie because no one from the Redmoon pack would tolerate knowing I'm from the Silvermoon pack.
"Oh, that's nice. I do travel to New York on certain occasions. I've visited like eight cities there," his response made my heart beat erratically. If he often visited New York, then... I hoped he wouldn't ask me questions I couldn't answer.
"So, where do you stay in New York?" There came the question I dreaded so much. I hesitated for a moment.
"Uhmm... Rochester?" It sounded like a question as I blurted it out.
"Rochester!" I confirmed, blinking rapidly. Thanks to the geography class I had back then in high school, else I was screwed.
"Oh, Rochester, that's nice. I visit there quite often," his response made me think twice. Who was this guy?
"Are you by any chance a globetrotter?"
He chuckled, revealing those pearly whites.
"You can say that again. I'm actually a businessman, so I do travel widely. Just for business purposes," he explained.
"That sounds exciting! Traveling for business must offer you a unique perspective on different cultures and markets."
"And how about you?" His question sank deeply into my soul.
What about me? I do Luna for a living, controlling the entire Silvermoon pack, and assisting the Alpha. But well, that was the past, and it was time to move on.
"Me? I'm a chef..." I lied again, well, that can't be an entire lie because I cook exquisitely, and it was a course I studied back in university. So, it wasn't really a lie.
"Oh, that's nice. I'm hosting this event. So, I'll be needing your service. What do you say?" He winked at me.
"I can't say no if money is involved, and I get paid according to what I deserve,"
"Well, so tell me, what's your charge?" He asked again.
"We'll discuss that on business terms, Mason," I smiled at him, then halted as we reached the entrance to my grandmother's house.
"So, we are here. Thank you for your help," I smiled at him, then collected Nina and waved goodbye as I took her back to her stable.
"Who was that fine young man? I only saw his shadow," Mama's voice startled me as I turned to face her.
"Oh, that was Mason. He helped me with Nina; she almost threw me to the floor, but Mason helped me," I recounted the experience to her; the incident was still fresh in my head.
"I told you about Nina; her lineage is ancestral. That's the reason I don't want to sell her off yet. You could lose the baby if you keep doing something strenuous," my grandmother's words made me realize that if Mason hadn't been there to catch me, then I might have fallen to the ground and perhaps lost the baby. The realization made me gasp.
"I'm sorry, Mama, I won't do that again."
"It's okay. Anyway, you need to visit the Manor today. The Alpha king is back from his travels, and you need to be introduced to him as a new member of the pack," Mama explained.
Of course, as Luna, I knew that every new member that moves into a pack must be introduced to the Alpha King, just in case of intruders.
"Okay, I just need to freshen up then," I muttered as I walked inside.
"You just have to do as I say, and all will be fine," Mama's voice echoed after me as I got inside the shower.
Violet POV I wake up feeling sore but utterly satisfied. My body aches with the remnants of last night, Adrian's touch still lingering on my skin. A soft smile tugs at my lips as I stretch, expecting to feel his warmth beside me. But when I turn, the bed is empty.Frowning, I sit up, wrapping the sheets around me. Where did he go?Before I can call out for him, the door creaks open.Adrian steps in, dressed in only sweatpants, his toned chest bare, his dark hair still damp from a shower. But what catches my attention is the small velvet box in his hands.My breath hitches.He walks toward me with that confident stride, his piercing eyes locking onto mine. My heart starts hammering in my chest."Adrian?" My voice is barely above a whisper.He stops in front of me, and without a second's hesitation, he sinks down to one knee.I gasp, my hand flying to my mouth."Violet," he begins, his voice steady but thick with emotion. "From the moment you came into my life, you've been my greatest
Violet's POVI barely have a moment to catch my breath before Adrian lifts me into his arms, his grip strong and possessive. My body is still trembling, my mind hazy from the pleasure he just wrung out of me, but the hunger in his eyes tells me he's far from done."We're not finished," he growls, his voice thick with desire.I shudder at the dark promise in his tone.Adrian strides out of the pool, his muscles flexing with each determined step. Water drips from his body, soaking me in the process, but I don't care. My fingers tangle in his damp hair, my lips pressing against the curve of his jaw, his neck. I can't get enough of him.His grip tightens around me as he carries me through the pack house, ignoring the startled glances from a few passing pack members. My cheeks burn, but Adrian doesn't slow down. His focus is solely on me-on us.By the time we reach his room, my arousal is pulsing all over again. He kicks the door shut behind him, then pins me against it.His lips crash aga
ADRIAN POV I pulled my finger out from her already wet dripping pussy, and she squirms.My cock aches, hard and pulsing, but I hold back, watching her beneath me. Violet is trembling, her breath coming out in soft, desperate gasps as she squirms against the wall."You enjoy teasing me, don't you?" I murmur, dragging my lips down her throat, my teeth grazing her pulse. Her body shudders, her nails digging into my shoulders."Adrian..." she breathes, her voice laced with frustration.I chuckle darkly. "No, sweetheart. You don't get to say my name like that-not after the hell you put me through."She glares at me, her stubbornness flashing in those beautiful eyes, but the desperation in them is unmistakable. She wants this. She needs this.I press my knee between her thighs, spreading her legs wider, feeling the heat radiating from her core. My fingers glide down her stomach, teasing the waistband of her shorts."I can smell you, Violet," I whisper, my fingers just barely ghosting over
ADRIAN POV The Rogue Alpha had stopped screaming a while ago. Now, he only groaned, barely clinging to consciousness as his severed fingers lay discarded on the cold floor. Blood pooled beneath him, I barely noticed.I crouched in front of him, gripping his chin and forcing his head up. His swollen, bloodshot eyes struggled to focus on me."I told you," I murmured, my voice eerily calm. "You were going to die a slow, painful death."His lips curled into a weak, mocking smirk. "Just kill me already,?" His breath hitched, his body convulsing from the pain.I narrowed my eyes, my grip tightening painfully. "You're already dead. It's just a matter of when."He let out a hoarse chuckle, but I was done listening. My fist connected with his jaw, the crack of bone satisfying as his body slumped forward.Without another glance, I turned and walked out of the dungeon, slamming the door behind me.The cool evening breeze was exactly what I needed to cool the heat Of battle still pulsing through
VIOLET POV The moment I open my eyes, my first thought goes to Adrian-the mate mark on my neck burning like a reminder.His voice reaches me, low and desperate, as he sits beside my bed, repeating over and over again, "Sit up. Don't die on me."It aches... watching him suffer, knowing his mate, the one he stood beside, waiting so patiently to wake up, didn't even recognize him.The Shadow Alpha... I'm glad he's beaten down. But why am I doing this? Honestly, I don't even know. The plan I made was half-baked, driven by instinct more than logic.But Mason? He's sharp enough to see right through me. He knows I'm just pranking him."You enjoy needling him, don't you?" Mason asks the moment Adrian storms out of the room, his heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway.I turn to look at him, the laughter I'd been holding back finally breaking free. "Did you see his face?" I chuckle, shaking my head. "He looked like he was ready to rip your throat out."Mason grins, lounging back against the
Adrian POV Three days.Three fucking days.But it doesn't feel like just three days of agony. It feels like a lifetime. Like I'm drowning in slow motion, gasping for air while the world watches and does nothing.Harry's been calling me Daddy like he's afraid I'll disappear if he stops. He's been jumping around, tugging at my hand, showing me drawings he made in the hospital's playroom. He even drew one of Violet, him, and me. A perfect little family, all smiles and holding hands.But that's a fucking lie.Because Violet had to pretend.After the doctors explained everything-her memory loss, the gaps in her mind that swallowed me whole-she agreed to go along with the truth for Harry's sake. Not mine. Just Harry's."Daddy, look! I made another one!" Harry beams, holding up a messy drawing of us with stick arms and lopsided smiles. "This is you, Mommy, and me! We're fighting bad guys together!"I force a smile. It feels fake. Stiff."That's awesome, buddy," I say, ruffling his dark hair