Chapter 36
Violet’s POV:
In his hand, Daemon held the diamond stud I had discarded in his car.
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With a sickening crunch that echoed in the silent living room, he ground the jewelry between his thumb and forefinger. The platinum twisted. The diamond turned to dust under the sheer force of his lycanthropic
strength.
He let the sparkling debris fall onto the Persian rug like toxic snow. His silver–flecked eyes burned with a
mixture of violation and rage.
“You did that on purpose,” Daemon growled. “Didn’t you?”
I looked down at the ruined earring, then back up at him. I arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in mock
innocence.
“I simply took off an earring that was pinching my ear, Daemon,” I said smoothy. “I didn’t realize the
passenger seat was consecrated ground.”
I stood up, closing the distance between us.
“Or is it that you’re worried your little… friend… might get the wrong idea?” I tilted my head, feigning
concern. “Did I ruin the mood regarding your latest charity case?”
“Watch yourself, Violet,” he hissed. He leaned down until his face was inches from mine, his breath hot
against my cheek. “Don’t play games with things you don’t understand.”
His eyes darkened, the silver swirling like a storm.
“And don’t you dare try to touch her. If you so much as look at that girl the wrong way, the title of Luna
won’t protect you.”
I held his gaze. I refused to flinch under the weight of his threat, though a cold, hollow ache spread through my chest.
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“Touch her? Daemon, I don’t even know who she is.”
I lied with the ease of a veteran politician.
“I didn’t ask for her name. I didn’t ask for her pedigree. Frankly, I didn’t even follow you into the trees today,” I continued, my voice bored. “You ran off to play hero alone while I waited by the road. I have no idea who was waiting for you in there. You’re the one assigning importance to her, not me.”
“Then why did you leave?” he asked, his voice sharp with suspicion. “You unloaded the bike and took off
without a word.”
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I shrugged, walking past him to pour a glass of water.
“You took too long, Daemon. I waited by the road, but you were clearly… occupied.” I took a sip, the cool liquid soothing my dry throat. “I wasn’t going to sit there counting pine needles while you played hero. Next
time, try to be quicker.”
He stared at my back for a long moment, the tension in the room thick enough to choke on. But my
indifference seemed to work.
Without another word, he turned on his heel and stormed out.
A bitter smile touched my lips.
He protects her so well, I thought, looking at the diamond dust on the floor.
In my past life, the media never caught wind of Celeste until Daemon was ready. He shielded her from the
paparazzi. He shielded her from the pack politics. He ensured her reputation remained as pristine as that
white jasmine scent.
Meanwhile, I was left to rot in the spotlight.
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My solitude was interrupted by the shrill ring of the landline.
I picked it up, Victoria Blackwood’s voice poured into my ear.
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“Violet, dear? Are you resting?”
“Yes, Mother,” I replied, my voice softening instinctively.
“I was speaking with the pack healer today,” she said, the sound crackling over the line. “I need you to do me a favor, darling. Go to the apothecary in the majestic district. Pick up a course of Alpha Vitality.‘ It’s a
very potent herbal blend.”
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“He won’t take it, Mother,” I said, trying to be the voice of reason. “You know how he is about supplements.”
“Oh, don’t you worry about that,” Victoria chuckled. “You just buy it and bring it to the house. I have my ways of making my son listen. We’ll get you that baby soon enough.”
The next morning, I found Ruby in the kitchen. She was folding neat stacks of linen napkins.
“Ruby,” I said, putting on a polite smile. “I have a rather awkward favor to ask. My mother–in–law is obsessed
with grandchildren. She’s demanding I get some… herbal assistance for Daemon.”
Ruby’s face softened with sympathy.
“Oh, Luna, of course,” she said softly. “These wealthy families… they put so much pressure on the young
couples.”
She hesitated, then lowered her voice confidentially.
“If I may, Ma’am? The ‘Vitality‘ blend is good, but back in my village, we used ‘Moonlight Essence.‘ It’s much
stronger. More… immediate.”
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