Se connecterVIOLET The moon was almost full.Tomorrow night at this time, I would stand at a start line that would define my future or simply dictate if I was to have any.I was restless, and rightfully so.With an excuse I couldn't remember, I'd left dinner. Even Keren’s cooking wasn't welcome tonight. I'd gratefully found out that she wasn't avoiding me at all, she had simply caught a cold and the time had only coincided.There was a light knock on my door, and the wood opened to reveal Brian. My mate had been quite attentive this past month and like a fresh new bud learning to stretch, we were learning to be friends.We had our moments of tenderness, but it never became more. He was letting us take it slow and I wished he would just hurry up. Every glance held promise and every slight touch told me I was moments from deciding for us, but I've been able to hold back.He leaned against the doorpost watching me with sympathetic eyes. “Nervous?”I wasn't nervous; I was jittery and scared, and I w
VIOLET “Look at me, Violet,” Harriette demanded, and I complied.In her blue eyes, I saw support, I saw a friend.“I don't know why you want to leave here,” She started.“I…” I tried to answer but her words silenced me.“Violet, I am your friend, and I understand that you must have good reason to keep whatever it is to yourself. What I also believe is that your reason must be great. I love Cain, and if you had to go to such lengths with Brian to get away, then perhaps your reason is great enough that he should let you go.”I didn't know my heart could twist so hard. Was my reason so great? So great that I would exchange Brian's life for it? In trying to comfort me, Harriette may have made me realize that to some extent, I was a villain in this story.Ironically, I found comfort in her hands again. I let her hold me and pat my hair, while I tried to stop myself from drowning in the sudden influx of emotions and questions.What next? Was Brian going to be okay? How to leave without har
VIOLETDane was here.He never left. It had been three days, no Brian, no more Calvin. But everyday like a sentinel, Dane was seated here.Keren didn't come anymore and that worried me even more than Brian's absence. Did she decide not to come on her own? Or was she being kept away for her own safety? Like I could ever harm the poor woman. I had to make do with Dane’s less-than-good cooking. He would lock me in my room, prepare his abomination, and let me out, taking care to monitor the spoons and plates.His eyes followed every movement and right now, it was even more frustrating.“You could come along when I have my bath too,” I retorted sarcastically.“The Alpha will never allow that,” he said simply, eyes still following every journey of my wooden spoon from my plate to my mouth.Like it was something he would do if the Alpha permitted it. He said nothing to my grimace of horror.“You could as well lick his heels in service,” I uttered in pure disgust. He looked me right in the
VIOLET My neck hurt. I was hurting every other place as well, but my neck burned the fiercest. It hurt to swallow and my throat was parched.A jug of water was thoughtfully placed beside my bed, and I took careful sips. The room was dark, and the only lighting came from the singular bulb.The entire day then came back to me in a single rush. I lifted both hands; they were free. I hurriedly pushed the covers aside, exposing my legs; both were free as well.I was… free?I rushed to the window, desperate to be back on the run. I had to get away before Brian knew. But the window refused to bulge. Like it had been bared from the outside. I threw my body weight against it, and nothing.There were others in the house, and I had to find a way out before I was discovered. I pulled on my boots, the black pair as the pair Brian had made were soaking wet, same as my coat I was sure. My knives were nowhere to be found, but I needed out first. I could worry about every other thing later.Carefull
VIOLET The snow was inches deep, but I'd gotten accustomed to running through it. The trick was to move the other foot before the first one rested. Like running on air.Surprisingly, I had the advantage on the snowy fields, gliding across while Brian had to plow through. He was still fast, but not fast enough.The disadvantage was that I would tire out quicker, these wolves were made for snow. The first full moon had come and gone, and it was almost time. I had stalled for as long as possible; I'd been to the ends of the trial grounds with Brian, and no, he didn't chase me down there, it was more of a side-by-side tour. I had trained repeatedly on the snow, and there was no more fear of wandering to my death.Plans were in place and I'd taken no definitive action yet, but now, I'd run out of time.My heart pulsed in pain, and within me, my other half howled in defiance. Well I was the boss around here, she would get with the program whether she wanted to or not.Brian caught up to m
VIOLETYes!The answer was yes. Yes, I had decided, and yes, I was definitely leaving.Calvin was waiting when we arrived at the cabin. I turned questioning eyes to Brian, and he couldn't meet them.The trip back had been quiet, but I assumed it was the comfortable type, turns out it was only comfortable for me. His voice came to my head, “I called him over, I have errands to run, mate.”The day's ease had changed nothing. He was still Brian and I was still simply Violet.I nodded and went in. He didn't even cross the threshold before he turned and disappeared, the door closing like a final thought. We only worked when I was pointing weapons at him and we were causing each other harm. Apart from violence, we had nothing else.Calvin leaned a hand on the table, his head resting on his palm, and he directed what would be a flirty grin at me. From anybody else, it was flirty, from Calvin, it was playful. “Did you miss me?” I dropped my quiver and bow, and sat at his side, “No, but you







