The words Violet spoke sent shivers down August's spine. Was she truly suggesting she would try killing her again? She was admitting it in front of all of them?
"I cannot help the hatred I have for her. It will not go away. If I am alive, I will seek to destroy her. I vow it," she growled, her eyes sliding up and landing on August, bright gold flames dancing in her eyes once again.
Finn was gone. He didn't have to witness her like this. And she didn't want him to ever have to. He was the one friend she felt like she had, and she didn't deserve him either.
Graeme snarled, the instinct to protect his mate roaring to life. He lunged at Violet, grabbing her by the throat.
"Why, Violet?" He said. "Why have you let this darkness consume you? Why did you choose this path over any other that you could have taken?"
