Violet had closed her eyes for several minutes, but even though Asher didn’t hurt her, the tension in the room had become unbearable.
Her senses were on edge, her awareness of his every movement amplified by her inability to see. The air felt electric, charged with the weight of his presence.
"You don’t have to do this, Violet," Asher murmured, his hands finding her hair once again, tenderly massaging her scalp. The gods knew it felt so good, a deliberate move to disarm her.
She almost fell for it.
"I would never harm you," he whispered, his arm slipping around her waist and pulling her against the warmth of his body.
"Really?" Violet retorted coldly. "You would never harm me? You mean the same way you let me get bullied earlier today?" Her voice dripped with venom as she referred to the humiliating scenting ceremony. freewēbnoveℓ.com
She would never forget that incident. Not in the nearest future.
"Oh, that?" Asher replied, his tone devoid of any remorse. He leaned in closer, the proximity making her body shiver in ways she hated. "That was just a little ritual, so every wolf could take in your scent and recognize you as non-threatening in the future. Do not take it to heart."
He buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply. "God, you smell so good."
"Really? What a great ritual," Violet snapped, her voice rising with her fury. "An applause for you guys, considering I’m the only one in the history of scenting ceremonies to be urinated on!" She spun around to shove him, but her hands met only air.
The momentum of her actions caused her to stumble, and she nearly fell, only for Asher to catch her at the last second. His laughter spilled out, rich and mocking.
"You’re going to hurt yourself at this rate, little purple. Why don’t you open your eyes now?" he said, his voice calm, even kind.
"Never! Not until you leave this room right now!" Violet shot back with defiance.
"Nice one, Violet," he replied smoothly, his tone shifting dangerously. "But unfortunately, you still need to be punished. So open your eyes, sweetheart, while I’m still being kind."
"Never!"
"Violet!"
"No! You can’t make me, bastard!"
"But I can, can’t I?" His dark chuckle sent a chill down her spine. "Fine, let me make you a deal."
A shiver ran down Violet’s back as her instincts screamed she wouldn’t like this deal.
"Out of your three roommates, which one do you like the most?" His question landed like a blow.
A chill settled in her stomach. No, he wouldn’t hurt them. He couldn’t. But then again, none of them were his so-called "purple queen."
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