While Alaric was placing a call to Violet, Asher, Roman, and Adele remained deep in conversation.
"There's something I don't understand," Roman shook his head. "Who would create Violet to harm us?"
"Probably someone who hates all of your asses," Adele replied dryly.
"Alpha King Elijah," Asher said, and the words struck the room like a judge's final verdict.
"No way," Alaric muttered, having heard him even while on the call.
Asher said to them. "When I went to District One, I discovered that Violet's supposed father had been sending her messages since she was a child. Not that Violet knows, Nancy kept them hidden from her because of how disturbing they were."
"Messages like what?" Alaric asked, still holding the line.
Asher found his phone beside him and quickly unlocked it. "Something like this," he muttered, handing it over to Roman.freewebnσvel.cѳm
Roman took the phone, eyes narrowing as he read aloud:
"My beloved purple heir,
You are the best thing that ever happened to me. My gift from the goddess. I sowed you in patience, watered you with silence, fed you with purpose, and soon, I will reap in abundance. The world will tremble when you take your rightful place by my side. You were never meant to be ordinary. You were forged for me. For war. For glory. For the reckoning to come. And soon, the world will know that."
Roman's voice trailed off into silence.
"Holy shit." He said when he recovered from the shock, "Elijah has an heir? How the hell is that possible? I thought he was sterile?" He turned to his cardinal brothers, eyes full of questions. "Then what does that make us?"
Asher's face was grim. "Adele was right, I've been played. Elijah has been using us all along. He has been feeding us hope, with the intention of destroying us in the long run. With us out of the way, his daughter Violet would then be crowned and our people would have no choice but to accept her."
Roman muttered a curse and ran a hand through his hair.
Alaric said, "Not trying to ruin the moment of truth or something, but I've been trying to reach Violet with no answer. Do you think she's asleep or something?"
"Try Griffin," Roman snapped, trying to hold in his temper. "They left together yesterday."
"I did," Alaric said. " His line's not connecting either."
At the announcement, Asher stiffened immediately. "What do you mean none of their lines are going through?"
"You heard me, right. I've tried both Griffin and Violet but neither of them is picking up. There's no connection."
Without another word, Asher snatched his phone and called both numbers. First Violet's and then Griffin's. But just as Alaric said, there was no answer. He tried again and again and there was still nothing.
This time around, panic flashed in his eyes which he tried to contain. He asked Roman. "When you sent Violet back with Griffin yesterday, who else did you send with them?"
"Who else? Of course, no one. Griffin's a cardinal Alpha and he's more than capable of protecting Violet. Sending anyone else would've drawn attention, we're trying to keep this whole thing quiet, remember?"
"You could've sent Jeremiah!" Asher barked, furious.
Adele stepped in, trying to de-escalate. "Asher, calm down. For all we know, they might be in bed or something."
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