Violet POV

Disbelief thudded through me even though a part of me anticipated that possibility. Taking a ragged breath in, I averted my gaze to look out of the window where trees were shredding their autumn leaves. 

Sloane came to sit next to me. Placing her hand on my forearm, she said, “Please, Violet, don’t think about him. We didn’t know that Alpha George would go to this extent. It was unexpected.”

I didn’t know what to say, except, “Did Alpha Dane know ...