Violet POV
I gasp for air, my lungs burning as I fight to stay conscious. The poison-or whatever the hell was in that blade-is working fast, tearing through me like wildfire.
Hot tears streak down my face as I watch Mason and Adrian, usually at each other's throats, now fighting together, their movements fast and vicious .
The Viper is strong, impossibly fast, but so are they.
One minute, they're clashing, the sound of fists and growls ripping through the night. The next, the Viper seizes an opening, a small gap in their coordination-and flees.
The bastard is gone.
Mason and Adrian don't waste a second.
"Violet!"
Adrian reaches me first, his strong arms scooping me up like I weigh nothing. Mason hesitates, his jaw tight as he watches. But when I shoot him a weak, stern glare, he g
