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."

sensation of his hands moving down her

with none other than Asher Nightshade himself. Rather than anger, a gasp of astonishment escaped her lips, and not because of the shocking

them. Asher’s eyes were unlike any she’d seen before. They were a haunting gray, but more

of those mythical creatures she had read about in stories. Asher looked at her with a lazy, almost predatory gaze, perfectly embodying a passage she’d once read: "He gazed upon her like a slumbering dragon, that

allure of his unusual eyes, until he ruined it

dropped down to her body. Double fuck. She was practically naked, only in her bra

remembered was going to bed, so how she was now half-naked and in

thoughts, Asher flashed a predator’s smile and murmured, "How did you

he wasn’t reading her mind right now. Filled with fury, Violet swung her hand back and

waking up from this nightmare,

and bolted. She didn’t care if others might see her leaving Asher’s room half-dressed. She knew exactly how

through her, but there was nothing she

now, 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,

A second later, she found herself

What. The. Actual. Hell.

marched right back to the door and went through it again, only to find herself back in

no, this

turned and

behind his head, watching his "purple flower" stumble through

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