VIOLET POV
The moment I open my eyes, my first thought goes to Adrian-the mate mark on my neck burning like a reminder.
His voice reaches me, low and desperate, as he sits beside my bed, repeating over and over again, "Sit up. Don't die on me."
It aches... watching him suffer, knowing his mate, the one he stood beside, waiting so patiently to wake up, didn't even recognize him.
The Shadow Alpha... I'm glad he's beaten down. But why am I doing this? Honestly, I don't even know. The plan I made was half-baked, driven by instinct more than logic.
But Mason? He's sharp enough to see right through me. He knows I'm just pranking him.
"You enjoy needling him, don't you?" Mason asks the moment Adrian storms out of the room, his heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway.
I turn to look at hi
