Violet POV

Alpha Irvin's words left me so unsettled that I couldn't stop trembling. Dane had my hand in his lap, tightly squeezed, and I was leaning on his arm to stop the tornado of emotions I was going through. I knew my story couldn’t be pretty, but I wanted to know, nonetheless. 

Alpha Irvin avoided my penetrating gaze as he stared intensely at the swirling whiskey in his crystal glass. “I don’t know much, Luna Violet,” he said in a low voice. “The Gater family ...