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.
forgetting entirely that to him, she wasn’t Violet. She
the haze of confusion written all over his face. "Oscar?" His voice
closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. She threw her arms around Alaric, catching him before his legs could give out completely. The force of the embrace nearly toppled them both, but she held him tightly as if her life depended
smell so good?" His words tangled
desperation, he buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply,
throat like a man teetering
both impressed that he had recognized her beneath the
against the tender skin at his throat. It wasn’t
Violet cursed, lifting Alaric’s hand like it
frozen by the bizarre exchange between them moments ago, snapped to attention when he saw the fury
not me!"
"What did
opened his mouth but only stammered, tumbling over words
Violet’s voice dropped lower, her wolf bleeding through her eyes that were
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 said it was Violet’s fault that she bewitched him, so she tried
completely still, so still that
she finally spoke, her voice carried a
memory?" Her eyes were raw and
what
"Speak!" she snapped.
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