Xaden's pov

What the hell was wrong with me? Why did I do that to Violet for gods sake?

I used my hand to wash over my face as I recalled the terrifying look that glistened her face when I ripped her dress.

I didn't know what came over me. But whatever it was, I truly had no power over it.

I've been hearing the muffled whispers amongst the servants, villagers and even pack members since I started avoiding Violet.

If anyone asked me why I was avoiding her, I would have no answer to give. Only ...