[Violet]
I sat upright in bed, back pressed against the headboard, my left hand gently combing through Raye’s dark curls. She was asleep, curled against my side, her small hand tucked beneath her cheek like she had nothing in the world to fear.
But I wasn’t sleeping. Not even close.
The sun had set hours ago. The full moon hung above the house. And Lucien still wasn’t back.
Hildegard had said he’d be released from the station hours ago, so what the hell was taking him so long?
Every few minutes, my eyes darted to the balcony, waiting for a car to arrive.
I hoped nothing went wrong.
I also thought about Fenrick. He’d been cruel for no reason and directing his anger at me was unexpected. But it was a little strange when his rage changed to surprise and he asked me to leave. Did he no
