[Violet]
I didn’t notice at first.
The road stretched in endless twists and turns, longer than it should have. Alarich kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror, but I didn’t think much of it. Maybe I should have. But my thoughts were already a tangled mess. I couldn’t stop thinking about Lucien, Raye, Ryder—the plan entirely to get Ryder’s blood.
“Shouldn’t we have waited for Ryder?” I mumbled, biting on the edge of my nail, “I mean, he’s a huge part of this plan. What if he’s late? You’d have to face Lucien on your own.”
Alarich didn’t answer.
I kept going anyway, mostly talking to myself. “I just—what if this doesn’t work? I mean, I think we should go back for Ryder because if we blow the plan, Lucien would likely go into hiding.” I stopped, then glanced at him. “What do you
