Violet's gaze danced around the room, her heart pounding as it had done minutes ago during the chase from the wolves. Perhaps it was her imagination but the darkness in the room was seemed almost alive.
Nonetheless, her muscles still locked up in fear. Her roommates were still motionless in their beds, undisturbed. Yet her gut told her someone was here with her.
Swallowing hard, Violet took another cautious step, her eyes never leaving the darkest corner of the room.
"Who's there?" she whispered, trying to be brave.
But there was no response. Just the suffocating silence and her racing heart.
Violet had no choice but to reach for the lamp on her bedside table, her fingers fumbling for the switch. The light flickered to life, casting a soft glow across the room.
And there he was. The Alpha of chaos.
Asher Nightshade.
