Violet expected a thousand questions from Jeremiah, but he didn’t utter a word. Not until he brought her safely back to the Rogue house. Then, like a soldier who had completed his mission perfectly, he simply turned and left with style.
However, Violet barely stepped into the shack before her roommates descended on her like hounds.
"Where have you been?! Do you know how worried I’ve been? I almost thought something had happened and I might have failed in protecting the princess!" Lila peppered her with questions, rapid-fire.
Then her gaze dragged down the length of Violet’s body and locked on the oversize shirt she wore. Without a seer to tell her, she knew instantly that it was Asher’s shirt. Violet might as well have walked in with a neon sign flashing "Slept with the enemy."
Ivy added sternly before Lila could explode, "You have a lot of explaining to do, young lady."
Violet didn’t flinch under their scrutiny. Instead, she calmly smoothed the hem of the shirt and asked, "I’ll explain later. Where’s Alaric?"
Lila’s mouth pressed into a thin line. "He left."
"Shit!" Violet cursed, dragging a hand through her tangled hair. She had hoped to catch him before he stormed off, to explain, or at least ease whatever chaotic assumptions were brewing in his head.
"That’s not all," Lila said.
Violet turned to her, brow arching. "What do you mean, that’s not all?"
And moments later, Violet got her answer.
She stood frozen outside her bedroom door, her jaw slightly unhinged, and her eyes sweeping across the wreckage before her.
"What the actual fuck happened here?" she demanded, whirling toward Lila with a look that screamed ’explain this carnage’.
Chunks of ceiling littered the floor and the bed looked like it had survived a war and lost while dust still hung in the air like smoke from an explosion.
"Apparently," Lila said dryly, "the curse was stronger than I thought."
Violet blinked, stunned. "Stronger than—Lila, that could’ve killed him!"
Daisy, leaning in the doorway rolled her eyes. "Injure him, maybe. But kill a werewolf? Please. You don’t give them enough credit."
Violet scowled. Of course she knew that. But seeing this ruin and knowing Alaric had been in the middle of it sent a fresh stab of guilt through her chest. She had wanted him to be punished a little, not possible concussions and curse-induced PTSD.
She turned to Lila, voice tight. "Is there a way to reduce it? Cancel the curse early?"
Lila winced. "Too late. He absorbed the whole thing. It’s following him now like a shadow. He has to live it out."
Seeing the worry in Violet’s eyes, Lila added quickly, "But don’t worry. The curse wasn’t meant to kill him. Just torment him. It won’t go too far."
Violet didn’t know what to say neither could she blame Lila. They were in this together. But one look at the state of her room and she could already tell Alaric Storm was in for hell today. And damn it, she was really, truly sorry.
Ivy sniffled, wiping the tears from under her eyes with her sleeve. "How could his father do that to him? How could anyone treat a child like that? It’s so... it’s so heartbreaking." freewebnovel.cσ๓
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