In the midst of the pack's howls, Violet was pulled from the floor by Sam and shoved forward to face Graeme and August. Her face was riddled with pure hatred. There was no remorse. There was no guilt. She only regretted not having succeeded at killing the female Graeme had by his side.
'Graeme was in your bed?' August snarled in Violet's mind before the males could decide to take her away. This was a conversation she wanted to have between just the two of them before it was too late.
Violet had said those vile things and then tried to kill her, failing in her attempt and killing Zoe instead. And now August wanted the truth of it before she finished Violet once and for all.
A smug grin spread over the female's face. "Yes," she confirmed it aloud.
'When?' August asked, her top lip curling back over her teeth.
