Chapter 52
Violet’s POV
I took a deep breath as I watched Mia play quietly by the
window.
Asher was a good father. He always tried to make time for Mia,
playing dolls together or even attending the little girl’s tea
party. But it had been a while since Mia last saw him, and I didn‘
t know how to explain everything to my daughter.
The absence of Asher had left a cold emptiness in the house.
The longer he stayed away, the more I felt a gnawing anxiety
creep in, eating away at my peace of mind.
I tried to focus on being strong for Mia, but it wasn’t easy. I had
been telling her that her father needed to leave for a little while
to take care of important things, but every day that passed
without any word from Asher, I felt myself becoming more
unsettled.
I could sense her confusion too. Mia, with her wide, innocent
eyes, had been asking more questions than usual. She didn’t
understand why her father wasn’t around, why things felt so
different. he even asked
daddy Patrick–if Asher was gone forever.
I told her no. Asher would be back soon. I didn’t know how to
make her understand the circumstances–how could I explain it
when I didn’t even understand myself?
And first I was simply worried. But then the feeling gradually
developed into something stronger…anger. The frustration that
simmered just below the surface, threatening to burst through.
I didn’t want to admit it, but I was fucking mad at Asher.
How could he leave me like this? He hadn’t even contacted me
to let me know he was okay.
Was he avoiding me?
Was something wrong?
Did he know how hard it was for me to pretend everything was
OK in front of all the members and the royal council? Honestly,
I didn’t know how much longer I could keep doing this.
My thoughts were interrupted by a series of hurried footsteps.
Jayden came running into my office, his face pale.
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“Violet,” he said, breathless. “Isaac is here.”
I stood up immediately, my heart racing.
I already knew Isaac would come. He had made it he wanted
this pack. He wanted to be Alpha. I knew this day would come
sooner or later. But I had always hoped that Asher would be
back when he came here and I wouldn’t have to deal with this
alone.
But Asher was still missing. And I was alone in this.
I glanced at Mia, who was still lost in her play, knowing nothing
about the storm brewing outside the door. Good, I want to keep
her that way.
“Mia.” I said softly, kneeling beside her. “I’m going to have to
step out for a little while. You stay here, okay? I’ll be back soon.”
She nodded, “Is Daddy Asher back?”
“No, no yet sweetheart. But I will let you know as soon as he
comes back.”
I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before heading out to
face Isaac.
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Members had heard about Isaac’s arrival. They gave me those
sympathetic glances as I traveled down the hallway, as if I was
a pathetic widow forced to deal with the mess that her late
husband left behind.
I felt a familiar pang of anger. Asher was supposed to be here.
This was his time, his moment. And yet he was nowhere to be
found. The lack of control, the uncertainty–it took a toll on me.
I slowed my pace on purpose, taking my time. I knew Isaac was
waiting but so what? I had to do this on my terms, not his. That
bastard was pushing. But today, I wasn’t giving him the
satisfaction of an easy victory.
When I finally made my way to the entrance, Isaac was already
pacing back and forth, his arms crossed, jaw clenched, eyes
flared with impatience.
“You’re late,” he snapped as soon as I came in, his voice biting.
“I know. But you didn’t let me know that you were coming, and
I am a very busy person.”
I walked pass him and went to sit in the Alpha’s throne. That
was normally Asher’s seat. But now with the Alpha’s absence, I
became the only person who had the right to sit in it.
Isaac narrowed his eyes dangerously at me,
my seat.”
“Oh yeah? But I don’t think so,” I replied with a mocking smile. “Last time I check, the Alpha of this pack is still Asher.”
“Then let’s go ahead with the transfer of power. It’s why I am
here.”
“Yes, I know,” I replied, keeping my voice level. “But you’ll have to wait till our new Alpha King comes back.”
Isaac’s eyes flashed with surprise, “There’s a new Alpha King? How come I didn’t know about it?”
His surprise pleased me. I leaned forward and stared at him. I didn’t want to miss the expression on his face when I gave him
the following news:
“The Royal Council had decided to name Asher as the next Alpha King. All Alphas have agreed to it already.”
His expression was priceless.
His face first went blank, as though he couldn’t believe what I
just said. Then anger crept in. He widened his eyes, nostrils
flaring, face going red.
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“What the…ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!!! Asher? The
man who killed the last King? Gets to be the new King?” his
furious roar echoed in the room.
“We all acknowledged his power and strength.”
“The fuck you did! He’s nothing but a murderer! A traitor! An
assassin!! He should be thrown into prison and sentenced to
death!”
I let out a mocking laugh, “Why are you so surprised? A few
days ago you were still bragging to me about how you planned
all these. You pushed for the fight between Asher and his uncle,
didn’t you? Isn’t this exactly what you wanted? To see Asher
become a murderer?”
Isaac’s face twisted in anger. “I did. So what! But I never thought
you bunch of hypocrites would put a murderer on the throng!”
“You’re just bitter because you didn’t get your way,” I
continued, a sneer playing on my lips. “You thought the
members would hate Asher after he killed the former King. But
the truth is, everyone is awed by his strength. He is still their
hero. And you, on the other hand. Some dirty schemes won’t
get people to like you. You are still that outsider, traitor, rogue
“STOP!!!” Isaac roared at me, his eyes turning red.
I straightened my back and finished bravely, “-You thought
you could play the game, but in the end, it’s Asher who’s
standing tall. You won, but you still lost.”
He looked like an enraged beast.
“You think you have everyone all figured out and you are so
smart, don’t you? But you are as much as an orphan like me!
Your parents don’t love you! You are lonely, and pathetic and
alone! So don’t give me that fucking condescending attitude!
You are no better than me!”
He wanted me to hurt. But instead, I burst out laughing.
He thought he could hurt me with some information that I
chose to disclose to him? No. I had moved past from my
childhood trauma a long time ago. He could repeat that a
million times and it still wouldn’t get to me.
“If that’s the best you can do, then don’t waste my time
anymore.” I sneered and good up, walking to the entrance,
“Good day Isaac. I’ll see you when Asher gets back.”
He jerked around to me and blurt out something that shocked
my very core:
“-You aren’t your mother’s daughter!”
