Violet strutted through the dark dungeon halls as if it did not phase her at all that she was back. She arrived at a cell right next to where Pearce was being held and walked in, sitting down on the cot that was placed in the corner.
Neoma glanced at Lucas with a silent question. Was it okay that Violet was in a cell right next to the council member's? She didn't want to have to confront Violet if she didn't have to. The important thing was that she was some place secure where she couldn't cause any more trouble than she already had.
Neoma was just thankful that it wasn't difficult to get Violet here. She couldn't imagine having to restrain or fight someone in this pack when she had just been formally accepted as a member herself. It was an honor she never expected, especially with how much of a negative impact her presence here had made as Zosime, Andreas' pet.
