LOGINDanteI ran down the hallway like a man possessed, the sound of my own heavy boots ringing in my ears. The hallways were choked with people from the pack, all of them whispering and looking at me with wide, terrified eyes.I pushed through the crowd filling the medical wing and stops moving when he sees the white sheet pulled over the figure on the table. My feet froze instantly to the cold linoleum floor, and the air left my lungs in one brutal rush.The shape underneath that thin fabric was completely unmistakable. It was small, completely still, and devoid of the vibrant life that usually defined my little sister.The pack doctor doesn't say a word to me as I stand there staring. He doesn't need to say anything because the total silence in the room tells me absolutely everything I need to know.Alex was gone. My little sister was lying dead on a metal table, and I felt like a massive part of my own chest had just been violently ripped out.My grandmother is already in the corner of
VioletThe afternoon with Alex turned out to be so much more fun than I ever expected. We completely abandoned the lake after a while and went around to different shopping malls instead. It was exactly what we both needed to snap out of the dark cloud hanging over the house.We spent hours just running around from store to store, trying on random new dresses. We grabbed piles of makeup samples too, smearing different colors on our hands and laughing at whatever terrible dress combination we made up.At one point, we wandered into this high-end boutique that looked way too serious. Alex stopped right in front of a display stand and stared at it with a completely blank expression."Look at that thing," Alex said, pointing at a truly terrible hat on the display stand. "It looks like a dead bird fell on a pancake."The comment was so dry and unexpected that I didn't even have time to cover my mouth. I laughed so suddenly and loudly that I actually startles a woman standing nearby.The poo
VioletThe next few days felt completely surreal. It was like we somehow stepped backward in time, back to the way we used to be before everything went totally sideways. We were close again, actually talking and laughing, just genuinely enjoying each other's presence without the constant heavy weight hanging over our heads.It was nice, but it also felt like living on a ticking time bomb. I tried not to think about the clock winding down, choosing instead to focus on how Dante smiled when he looked at me.Then came the day I finally introduced him to Red and Simon properly. We all met up at a small, quiet spot, and I was honestly sweating bullets beforehand because I knew how Dante could get.He sat right next to me, his arm draped over the back of my chair like a declaration of ownership. Every single time Simon spoke to me or cracked a joke, Dante's jaw clenched up and his posture got completely stiff.He still showed that tiny bit of toxic jealousy, but honestly, it was just deeply
VioletDante steps closer to me and the air between us suddenly feels heavy. I want to step back but my feet are glued to the floor. He raises his hands slowly and reaches out to hold my face. I can feel them trembling slightly against my skin, and the warmth of his palms makes my heart ache."I am so sorry, Violet," he says, his voice cracking. "I am sorry for everything I made you go through."I look into his eyes and I see a pain that mirrors my own. It is hard to look at him when he is like this. He looks completely broken."I am sorry for how I treated you," he whispers, his thumbs brushing over my cheeks. "I didn't mean any of it, I swear to you."His words hit me right in the chest and I can barely breathe. I want to scream at him but nothing comes out of my mouth. I just stand there and let him hold me."I love you," Dante says, and the words feel so heavy. "I want whatever time I have left to actually mean something."He looks at me like I am the only thing left in his world.
VioletDante stood right in front of me on the concrete balcony, his large shoulders shaking as he stared down into my eyes. The cool night air rushed between us, but I couldn't feel the chill at all because my entire mind was stuck on his last words."I'm not trying to play a game with you, Violet," Dante said, his voice dropping into a rough, broken whisper that sounded entirely empty. "The truth was that I was dying… I am dying and there is nothing the pack doctors could do to stop it."I didn't speak, not knowing what to say to a confession like that. My tongue felt glued to the roof of my mouth, and my throat was so dry that I couldn't even manage to swallow my spit.I just stared at his wet cheeks, waiting for him to tell me it was some kind of sick joke to get me to forgive him. But his eyes were dark with a raw, agonizing truth that made my stomach drop straight to the floorboards."Say something, please," Dante pleaded, reaching his hand out toward my shoulder before droppin
Violet The party was ruined almost immediately as everyone was talking over each other and the whole room turned into a mess.The noise was loud and dizzying because people were whispering furiously and staring from me to Dante like they were some kind of circus show.My chest felt incredibly tight as I watched the medics work quickly near the ruined buffet table. They were loading my father onto a stretcher, strapping his limp body down while he groaned from the broken jaw Dante had given him.Dante didn't say another word to the guards or the elders who were trying to calm him down. He turned around and left the hall, his boots slamming against the floorboards as he disappeared through the back exit.I was still frozen in shock right in the center of the ballroom floor. My mind was blank and my body felt like ice. I could feel every single pair of eyes in the territory drilling straight into my back."Violet, we need to get you out of here right now," Alex whispered as she suddenl
Volet’s POV“What the hell is wrong with you?”I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I failed.My eyes stayed on Derek. I couldn't look away even though my chest burned. He was on the couch in the balcony with Cherry, his ex-girlfriend, sitting on his lap like she belonged there. His hand was un
Violet's POV"Mind telling me why a guard from my pack is being manhandled by yours, Alpha Dan? Because I thought this was meant to be a peace truce." Dante growled. The others in the room were basically deciding my entire life right in front of me, and literally nobody was asking me a single thin
DANTE'S POV I stepped out of the car, taking in the house in front of me while my men spent the small seconds doing a sweep. It had to be one of the blandest houses I had seen, white all through, probably because of all the shady stuff that happened behind those wooden doors. I never liked to
Violet's POVTwo months laterI never wanted to be a boy but that's the only way I knew how to survive.....“Catch that thief!” A man's voice echoed through the streets, and I tried my best to push through.My feet pounded against the pavement as I tore through the market crowd, clutching my bag to







