MERRIN’S POV
I wasn’t expecting her to sit there all night.
I thought she would storm toward the bed after arguing with me, or cry, or sleep, or… do anything normal.
But no.
Violet just sat on the cold stone floor across the room, legs crossed, hands folded, chin lifted, staring at me like she wished she could skin me alive.
That glare.
Gods.
Her eyes were quiet knives.
Sharp.
Silent.
Unblinking.
Every time I turned, she was still looking at me.
And for some stupid reason…
I couldn’t sleep.
I tried.
Closed my eyes.
Forced myself to breathe the way I always do before a battle.
Nothing worked.
Because every time I opened my eyes, I saw her.
Still sitting.
Shoulders pulled tight.
Stubbornly refusing the bed like it's a trap.
And I… Alpha Merrin, feared by every kingdom f
