Wee Fangs

Violet POV

“You better unpack fast,” Alpha Dane said as soon as we were in his house. It wasn’t a house; it was a mansion. Nestled amidst sprawling, beautiful gardens, the mansion was built with white marble with intricate stonework, tall windows that allowed natural light to cascade into its luxurious interior and arched doors. I entered a foyer with a chandelier that hung from the center, casting a warm glow over the white marble floor. The sweeping staircase with an ornate railing led to the upper-level rooms.

I crossed a few rooms before I came to a stop in front of a generously proportioned, large bedroom. “This is the bedroom, baby,” he said as he tugged me inside. This was the first time I was in his room and my mouth dropped to the floor when I looked at the intricately designed moldings and paneling that added a touch of old-world charm. A plush carpet ended in an enormous bed that could easily have five people sleeping in it. A balcony with beautiful blossoms was on the ri