Chapter 14: His Special Prison

Violet stirred in her sleep, strong arms wrapped around her. It felt so good that she instinctively leaned into the warmth, mumbling small incomprehensive words. She had never felt this safe and protected.

Not to mention, his scent was darkly intoxicating, a complex, layered blend that seemed to wrap around her with an undeniable pull.

It was a dangerously alluring mix of smoked cedar and dark spice, laced with a sharp hint of ozone. There was an edge of iron, raw and unsettling, yet softened by a faint sweetness like night-blooming jasmine.

It wrapped around her, compelling her to breathe him in, even when she instinctively knew she shouldn’t.

He let out a low, rich laugh as she nuzzled against his neck, her nose brushing his skin. The sound reverberated through her, igniting a spark that raced through her veins and settled deep in her core, arousing her. She moaned softly, leaning in closer, and his laughter rang again, deeper this time.

"You’re a possessive one, aren’t you?" he whispered, his voice warm against her ear.

At the same time, his hand traced down her spine, sending shivers along her back.

He must’ve noticed the effect of his touch because he did it again, slower this time, dragging it out to prolong every bit of the sweet torture.

His voice dropped to a low, husky murmur. "Cling all you want, because I might already be obsessed with you, my purple flower."

Violet, who had been savoring the whole moment, suddenly went rigid as something clicked in her mind at the mention of "purple flower."

couldn’t be—this was just a dream. And yet, the sensation of his hands moving down her

himself. Rather than anger, a gasp of astonishment escaped her lips, and not because of the shocking intimacy of

why he hid them. Asher’s eyes were unlike any she’d seen

had read about in stories. Asher looked at her with a lazy, almost predatory gaze,

in the hypnotic allure of his unusual eyes, until he ruined it

all dawned on her. She was in bed with Asher fucking Nightshade. Her gaze dropped down to her body.

how she

her thoughts, Asher flashed a predator’s smile and

no, please tell her he wasn’t reading her mind right now. Filled with fury, Violet swung her hand

it felt like her awareness was slipping, that she was waking up from this nightmare, but then the sensation abruptly stopped.

leaving Asher’s room half-dressed. She knew exactly how it looked, and rumors would surely spread, but

world does that? Anger coursed through her, but

think later. There’d be plenty of time to add his name to the list of Alphas she intended to seek revenge on. With Griffin and Roman already claiming the first two spots, Asher had just

the door, something bizarre happened. A second later, she found herself back

What. The. Actual. Hell.

was stubborn, so she marched right back to the door and went through it again,

no, this

turned and left

reclined against the headboard, arms folded behind his head, watching

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