Violet

DAKOTA

Right after I'd left Dashiell's property, I'd headed home and curled up in bed, my emotions running high. I'd been determined to keep my distance from my mate. However, everything changed when I fell asleep and dreamt of my past life as Alyssa. I'd dreamt of the exact moment when Violet betrayed Dashiell and delivered him into the hands of the Guild. I'd awoken with an overwhelming feeling of yearning. Refusing to give in, I'd spent the rest of the day in my room. Consequently, this yearning only worsened, and Ocean wouldn't stop whining in my head. So, I decided to swallow my pride, slip on my coat, and leave the house.

I've just arrived at Dashiell's house when I sense the distinct smell of a female right from the entrance. My stomach churns as I unlock the door and walk in. The feminine scent grows stronger as I approach Dashiell's study, hoping he will be there. Has he moved on already? Do I really mean so little to him?

When I get to the door, I raise my fist to