Chapter 565: Skin Him Alive

Oh, shit. She was still in Oscar’s body.

Violet’s thoughts raced as Ace’s suspicious gaze burned into her. She cleared her throat at once.

"I mean..." she corrected quickly, "Violet sent me. Griffin is here too."

At the mention of Griffin’s name, Ace’s suspicion vanished immediately. If anything, his eyes lit up with hope, his earlier confusion melting away as if it never existed.

"He’s here?" he asked, almost desperately.

"Yes," Violet said, nodding her head. But there was only one question pounding through her head.

"Where’s Alaric?" she demanded.

As if the universe itself answered her, there was the unmistakable crash of something heavy falling over. Violet’s head whipped toward the sound just in time to see a figure stumbling from behind a towering stack of crates.

Alaric.

For a second Violet couldn’t move, her eyes trained on Alaric, or rather what had become of him.

His usually clean, refined presence was gone, replaced by a sluggish, barely coherent version of himself. The shirt he wore was dampened with sweat, his whitish blonde hair tangled while his eyes were glassy and unfocused. His bare feet dragged across the cold floor as he tried to steady himself, each breath visibly ragged

Violet’s heart shattered.

entirely that to him, she wasn’t Violet. She was

squinted at her through the haze of confusion written all over

his legs could give out completely. The force of the embrace nearly toppled them both, but she held him tightly as if her life

"Why do you smell so good?" His words tangled

desperation, he buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply, his body pressing

shaky laugh bubbling from his throat

recognized her beneath the disguise and furious at the state he was

for injuries. She traced his jawline, skimmed over his ribs, and pressed against the tender skin at his throat. It wasn’t until she reached his wrist that she froze, her stomach twisting. It was barely

the fuck, Ace?!" Violet cursed, lifting Alaric’s hand like it was evidence, demanding answers with her

who had been frozen by the bizarre exchange between them moments ago, snapped to attention when he

me!" he

"What did you

stammered, tumbling

voice dropped lower, her wolf bleeding through her eyes that were now

words tumbling out in a rush. "Alaric attacked her when he found out she brought him back to the North pack. Alaric has always been loyal to her, to the bone, and then suddenly, he’s rebelling. She

mind, freezing her blood. She went completely still, so

spoke, her

Her eyes were raw

For some reason, Oscar — or what he thought was

"Speak!" she snapped.

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