Violet's pov.

I let the pineapple juice run down my hand as I stared into Aiden's eyes.

I couldn't tell if he was pulling my legs or if he was serious.

I had to pinch myself to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

First Vale and now Aiden.

"What did you just say to me?" I asked to be sure I heard right.

"I said you're my mate, Violet, my fated mate."

"No, no, there's no way this is happening, you hate my guts. Like literal hate from the first moment you laid eyes on me."

I tried to jump ...