Pacing around wasn't my calling, but now, I think I've got no option.
"Alpha, you don't seem fine," Hans' voice boomed from behind as he walked to where I stood, facing the window.
He halted an inch away from me. "Is everything alright? Do you need me to do anything?"
I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. Can Violet be Aria? The mark says it all, but then any random person can have such a mark, right? Then how about the owl pendant? How on earth did she recall that?
My head was a total mess right now; never have I been this disorganized.
"Alpha?" I jerked away from my thoughts, realizing Hans had been asking questions.
Raking my hands through my hair, I flipped it backward. "I think Violet is Aria."
He blinked, his face staring at me in disbelief. I knew, right? Aria hadn't been
