Chapter 61 Obsession In Violet
SERAPHINA
“Who are you?” I smiled, cold and steady.
Those glassy pale eyes–once dull with the
e pretense of blindness–were now sharp. Focused. Alive. And trained on me like a predator who’d grown bored of the chase.
Then he smiled.
Slow, Sinister. Tasting of secrets long buried.
“Well, well, he said, stretching his limbs with a satisfied groan. “How long have you known?”
1 didn’t flinch.
Even as Ronan and Asher tore through the circling wolves, their movements sharper now, listening–aware. Ronan’s growls. deepened, and with every word I spoke, his attacks grew more brutal. More lethal.
I stared directly at the imposter. “Since you cursed.”
He raised a brow, amused.
“Finn doesn’t curse,” I said, voice even. “Not even when he was comered by Reed and Cassius the other day. He speaks softly. rarely raises his voice. His smile is gentle. And no matter how bad things get, he never talks about killing. Even when he probably should.”
The imposter’s expression twitched bitterly as I continued.
“If you were going to deceive us by pretending to be Finn… you should’ve done your research better.”
I stepped forward, fury threading through every word. “Finn would never let me touch a scroll that blinded him. He would never ask me to take that risk. Never push me to dig something that felt wrong in my bones. And he would never-“I bared my teeth, “never agree to killing his friends. Not Ronan. Not Dante. Not Asher.”
He blinked slowly.
“Huh,” he muttered, the fake innocence peeling away from his features. “I must’ve overestimated how well I mimicked him.”
Then his voice dropped into something darker.
“No… I actually underestimated you.”
I didn’t blink. “Sure you did.”
My hear thudded in my ears. “Now tell me where Finn is
His smile widened–mocking, malevolent.
“Fun” he repeated. ulting his head. “He’s gone.”
The world slowed
“E” I breathed, the word leaving me like ash Finn was dead?!
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“Yeah,” he said all to casually, then suddenly ripped his shirt off, revealing skin etched in silver runes that shimmeres like liquid moonlight
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Chapter 61 Obsession In Violet
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It was him.
The idea the truth–that Finn was gone.
I stumbled back as he came at me again, landing a solid punch to my ribs. My vision swam. The breath left my lungs in a sharp gasp.
I hit the ground hard, causing Ronan’s wolf to look at him, his Violet eyes full of fury.
A scream tore from my throat–but I bit it back. Or Ronan might come. And if he did our plan could be ruined. He and Asher had killed almost all the wolves and only a handful were left. The plan could not change before all of them were killed. Or all three of us would die.
“Come on.” he taunted, circling me like a vulture. “Is that it? Is that how weak your grief makes you?”
My fingers dug into the dirt.
Another blow. I twisted just enough for it to clip my shoulder instead of my neck.
He was fast. But sloppy. Arrogant.
I rolled, came up on one knee. heart pounding.
“Still crying over your dead friend?” he sneered, circling like a showman in the arena. “I could let you go, you know. Let you walk away alive–if you just dig. But you fucking had to use your brain. Now all of you will die just like Finn.”
His eyes gleamed with mockery,
The mention of Finn’s death crushed my grief and it turned into fury. I pushed to my feet, wiping the blood from my chin.
‘Something isn’t right, Phina sensed.
‘I know.”
His fighting skill was too graceful, grounded and calculated.
This man fought like a beast with stolen limbs. Wild. Improvised. Detached. Just like Finn.
And he hadn’t shifted.
“Why hasn’t he shifted into his wolf yet? Something is fishy!‘ Phina growled.
Another swipe came, and I ducked, this time twisting beneath his arm and landing a punch into his side. But just as 1 about to attack his chest and silence him forever with my final attack, something on his lower belly caught my eye.
I immediately changed my attack from his chest to shoulder.
He grunted–more annoyed than hurt. “You motherfucker..”
“Hey you, I cut him off with blood in my eyes. “You have taken over Finn’s mind right?”
His face losi its color: “What the
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“Einn is not dead. I growled and pointed at the small, reddish mark on his lower belly. “Finn has that birthmark and that’s his Body that you have taken over, right?”
He clenched his jam and glared at me. “Finn is dead,” he growled.
“He alive.” I growled back
“AS LONG AS TAM ALIVE HE IS DEAD he roared like an insane beast and charged at me with a deadly attack
1 bed him with all of any strengths, our faces drew close as he tried to stab his claws into my chest. “Final” I groaned, looking deeper into his eyes I know you can lear que
He pred evilly. He is dead
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My blood boiled and I screamed, “FINN!!!”
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The next thing I knew it was as if he was struck by lightning, his white eyes shook and Finn’s real eyes surfaced.
“AHHH… shouting, he pulled away from me and staggered back clutching his head. “What the fuckkkkk!!” he yelled, as if fighting to himself.
I breathed hard watching him. But after a couple of seconds he stopped yelling. His hands dropped and he slowly lifted his eyes and once again it was white.
Telenched my fists on my side. Again white eyes!
He chuckled and looked at me with a bloodlust, “I did not expect him to return to life because of you” he took a step closer to me. Who the hell are you to him, huh?” a twisted smile appeared on his lips. “Even though I have taken over this body, this guy’s heart beat in the chest as if it would burst inside whenever he sees you. Are you sure you are friends or…” he grinned,
I gasped at his words at the unexpected remark from him. Finn’s heart act that way for me? But we were just friends. The imposter had to be lying. I decided to brush it off but unknown to me the black wolf listening in the background was anything but calm.
From the beginning I had suspicions as to why I found your small butt fucking attractive. But come to think of it, I don’t have my own thoughts yet in this body so these thoughts and feelings actually belong to this body” he murmured, walking closer to me as he grinned widely, “You have spread your ass for this guy, right?”
Something inside me stilled with shock and horror.
And then suddenly he charged at me.
Too fast. Too close. His claws aimed for my throat.
There wasn’t time to dodge. No breath to scream.
But then-
A blur of black.
A strong arm wrapped around my waist, yanking me back just as a second arm blocked the imposter’s strike–his bloody claws slamming into muscle while being deflected like a child’s slap.
A brutal growl split the air.
Then a kick–so hard and sharp it cracked bone–sent the imposter flying across the clearing, crashing into the cursed trees with a sickening crunch.
I gasped, my breath stolen.
My eyes shot up to the one who held me.
Roman
His violei eyes were lit with fury. Blood clung to his skin like war paint. His chest heaved, nostrils flaring, muscles taut from the light.
But las grip on me was firm. Protective. Like he could hold back the whole world with one arm it u meant keeping me safe.
“Why did you shift!” I whispered “Our plan…”
“Now the as no plan,” he growded, lus voice rough and vibrating with fury
He glanced down at me, and what I saw to his eyes stole the heath from my lungs
Hath
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