Hael’s P.O.V.Like a coward, I fled.This scarred, defenseless she-wolf had sent me running twice now. A seasoned assassin with more lives under his belt than most human serial killers, and I was terrified of a girl.No, not terrified of her. Terrified of what she made me feel, of how easily she tore down the carefully constructed walls of restraint I’d built for well over a decade. They might as well have been fucking Legos to her, as easily as she ripped them apart brick by brick.I laid back on my bed, the silk no longer soft but scratchy against my skin.She’d been so soft, so yielding in all of the best ways. Her thick thighs fit perfectly in my grip, her stomach cute enough to sink my teeth into, and her breasts.Fucking hell.Her puffy pink nipples felt like velvet in my mouth and tasted like icing. As much time as she spent in the kitchen, she was beginning to taste like those pastries she made, and I’d be lying if I didn’t wonder whether or not her pussy had the same sweetnes

Violet’s P.O.V.“Insufferable, ignorant, brutish…” I snatched my Mary Jane’s off the floor and shoved my feet into them, then grabbed my blazer and forced my arms into the tangled sleeves. “…no good, disrespectful—”“Those are a lot of adjectives.”I spun around, slapping a hand to my chest as Hael’s voice came from out of nowhere. The asshole in question leaned against the doorframe like he had nothing better to do, which he probably didn’t considering he was severely lacking in the friend department.He changed faster than I thought possible, wearing a fitted t-shirt that made my mouth go dry. It had the University’s crest embroidered on the front and fit him like a glove. It was a damn shame he had the personality of stale bread because those arms were easily drool worthy.Why the hell did my mate have to look like every grisly bad-boy I’d ever read about? Lucky for me, he had the attitude to match.‘Next time he lays his hands on us, we can bite them.’ Lacey suggested.I bit back

Violet’s P.O.V.The way my heart spasmed whenever he said something hurtful was agonizing. Every spiteful word he hurled at me yanked and pulled at the mate-bond to the point where I wondered if it would eventually give in and shatter. I bit the inside of my cheek, the swift sting of pain drawing me away from my aching heart and back to the present.Hael pulled into a parking spot but made no move to turn off the car. Instead, he angled his body towards me and waited with impatient eyes. I groaned inwardly at the weight of his stare. It would’ve been easier to relive this while he was distracted with driving. The last thing I wanted was for him to watch as I stumbled over my words.“Well, it’s similar to Arianna’s story…only I didn’t murder three children.” I mumbled, glancing up at Hael through my lashes.Hael shifted in his seat, and I blinked as a flash of—of something passed over his face. I had to be imagining things, there was no other option. The war my brain and heart were hav

Violet’s P.O.V.I caught up with Olive at lunch, who wanted to know every sordid detail of what went on when I finally made it home last night. Since I had an essay on the Bloomberg family to edit and complete, we grabbed a snack and headed to the Media Center.Here we had a bit more privacy, which is exactly what I needed to relive every blistering and painful moment between Hael and me.I’d just finished telling her about my sleep-walking episode and the chilling song Hael claimed I sang when Olive’s pitch-black eyebrows lifted, vanishing behind her choppy bangs.“Oh, shit. That’s creepy as all hell, Violet.” She swallowed, blinking her heavily lined eyes rapidly. “What are we going to do about it?”The fact that Olive hadn’t hesitated to include herself in my mess nearly made me burst into tears. I wasn’t sure why I was so emotional, but it could’ve easily been due to the crappy cold I was clearly developing.“I think we’re not the only ones wanting to know the truth. I…I think Hae

Violet’s P.O.V.I panicked the entire drive and continued to panic when we pulled into the parking lot of a pristine looking office building whose tall glass windows reflected all light and practically screamed ‘money.’A man with salt and pepper hair, clad in a formal suit, stood out front of the sliding glass doors, his hands clasped in front of him.When Hael pulled up to the curb and got out of the car, I hesitated. It lasted only a split second considering I didn’t feel like hearing him gripe at me. The man in the suit murmured a few words to Hael before gesturing to the keys in his hand.“No need. We’ll only be a few minutes.” Hael replied, his tone almost respectful.Funny how he could treat a stranger with some decency but not his fated mate. He glided over to my side, his hand landing on the small of my back as he all but shoved me at the doors. Granted, I did dig my heels in a bit, but fear had a way of immobilizing you.Before the doors slid shut with a barely there mechani