"Hi, I've never seen you around. Are you a member of the Rebels?" Violet heard a low voice behind her, which almost made her heart stop.She was caught off guard while examining the exits that led to the pool of the mansion. Could she escape from there?Violet turned to look at the young lady that was talking to her. She looked like a teenager, not older than fifteen years.Why was a girl so young like that in a party full of alcohol and adults? Arden would never allow something like that in his palace, for sure."Oh, hello!" Violet tried to sound polite and calm, although her legs were almost giving her away. "Ah… I'm afraid not. I came with a friend of mine, but it seems that we got lost from each other." Violet smiled friendly at the girl."That happens to me all the time when I go out with my friend. She always leaves me alone to be with some guy she just met. It's ridiculous!" Violet raised her brows. The girl looked desperate to talk to someone. "It sounds to me that she's not
Violet took a detour, trying to avoid meeting that man. She could never let that encounter happen.She looked back to see if he was still behind her, but couldn't find him anymore. She exhaled strongly despite still feeling that weird sensation inside her.As she walked down the hallway, searching for a safe place to hide for a while and think of her next step, she saw a door slightly open on a side room.Maybe she could hide there for a few minutes.She looked back one more time to make sure nobody was seeing her, and went inside.She closed the door and tried to adapt to the dark space in front of her.It took a while to realize she was inside a small library, full of bookshelves and dusty papers."Oh, God! What is that?" she murmured to herself, trying to breath deeply.Her heart was pounding excessively and didn't seem to want to stop so soon.She heard steps on the other side of the door and her inner wolf snapped to attention.Despite the fact that she shouldn't draw too much at
Violet's body exploded with mixed emotions and feelings.Her blood was running through her veins so intensively, that she could almost hear it.Her lower belly was contracted and ordering her to get even closer to his body.Her arms and hands were now out of her control and taking actions by themselves.She could feel his hair intertwined on her fingers, and his hands were squeezing every part of her body that he could reach.Her sides, her legs, her butt…Somehow he managed to loose her hair from the ponytail, and his fingers were now tangled on her soft hair.For a few minutes, Violet completely forgot what she had to do, why she was there on the first place…But when they backed off for a bit, to recover their breaths, Violet came to her senses.How did she let that happen? How could she lose control like that?Why didn't her inner wolf helped her run away, instead of encouraging her?She blinked twice trying to pull herself together.When the man tried to approach her again with hi
"You are Jack Morde?" Violet almost choked with those words. "I believe we missed that part of the social etiquette before, right?" he asked with a smile. "That wasn't very gentleman of me, I have to admit." How was that even possible?How could her mate be the man she had to kill?"So, I do have a lot of questions for you, and I really am confused and frustrated at the moment, so I can't promise to be a very nice guy." Jack continued, as Violet tried to put the pieces together inside her head.How could she be reasonable with all that happening in her life? That kiss was still pretty vivid and real inside her mind. And looking at him in front of her, knowing who he was, turned everything into a bigger mess than it already was.Could Arden know that? No, that wasn't possible at all. People couldn't know that in advance.So how could she be so unlucky?That force she was feeling, compelling her to that man in front of her was intense and powerful."What intrigued me the most was the
Violet started to freak out. Not even completely pissed off she was able to summon her other self. The animal in her was gone. She couldn't feel anything. It was like she had never been a werewolf in the first place.As she tried to think of what could've happened, the wooden door opened abruptly and Jack appeared in front of her.Violet had lost track of the time, since it was hard to know how long it had been since they locked her up inside that dark room.She couldn't see if the sun was up or not, so the minutes passed and she couldn't keep count of it.But Jack had changed his clothes and his hair was wet, which made it obvious that he had taken a shower, which made Violet even more angry.How could he leave her there, without being able to shower, change her clothes, see the sunlight, and even more important, take her powers out?"What the hell did you do to me?" she screamed as soon as she recovered from that view.He was extremely handsome with those black clothes."What exact
Violet started to feel all the sensations she felt when they kissed, and they weren't even touching each other.That electricity running through her veins, the butterflies on her stomach, his smell inebriating her senses, all of that was very vivid to her."You can feel that, right?" he asked in a low voice, and Violet could feel that he was also struggling to keep his hands to himself, just like her.She couldn't stop but think that he was so clean and handsome in front of her, and she was dirty and ugly, without a shower and probably with a blurry make up."How could you possibly ignore that?" he continued, and Violet almost laughed.She was asking herself the same question over and over again, ever since they met.She had never struggled so badly like at that moment.All she wanted to do was to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him like there was no tomorrow.No Diamond Pack, no Rebels, no nothing.Just the two of them.But that was just a utopia. It was a dream that she wanted
Jack stormed out of the dungeon without looking back. Violet had a way to get on his nerves very easily.Or maybe he was just frustrated that she was from the Diamond Pack.It wasn't very hard to discover that. The dagger she was carrying with her had an unique format and the iron used to forge the blade was only possessed by them.How could he be so unlucky to have a mate from the enemy pack?He hated the Diamond Pack with all his might.They had always been a very bad government, one that excluded the least privileged, took advantage of the poor, was corrupted and had a tyrannical and selfish leader.When Jack joined the Rebels, he had no idea that they would choose him to be the leader one day.He had joined them alongside his father, so since he was young, he always heard the stories about that stupid government, and how the Rebels lived to free the Crescent from their power.That was a very reasonable and valid ideal to live by. Jack wanted to make their home a better place, but a
Crying was something that Violet didn't normally experience, even though she was very emotional.But during her life, it was hard to remember a day that she cried because of something really sad.Now it was like all her emotions were too much for her to handle, and the fact that she didn't know how to behave in front of Jack was the last straw.When Jack stormed out of her cell, Violet let all her emotions kick in and when she realized, the tears were already running down her cheeks.Violet cried herself to sleep, exhausted and weak.Some time during the night - or was it the afternoon? - Violet woke up with a noise on the door, and when she opened her eyes, she saw two guards in front of her."Get up. We are taking you somewhere else." one of them said and Violet got up, still trying to make sense of what was happening.She did as they said and they got out of the cell."Where are you taking me?" she asked afraid, knowing that they would never answer a prisoner, specially one that tri