Violet
Lucas’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. For once, he was silent. I looked up at Theodore, surprised.
“Really?” I asked, searching his face.
Theodore nodded. “I know midnight isn't the kind of comfort that they're used to, but it's got to be better than being under the thumb of that i***t… besides it's time to send out the invitations.”
I was about to respond when my phone chimed. I glanced down at the message from Lily.
I heard that i***t came to visit you. Don't listen to a thing he says. He doesn't even know we're missing, but rumors say Darkmoon’s on edge.
A part of me wanted to relax and jump to my pack’s rescue, but the memory of their faces the night of the party—their silence, their passivity as Lucas publicly disrespected me as if he was their alpha a
