Chapter 16

Connor

AS an Alpha, I prided myself in noticing a lot of things. The way my mate tilted her head when someone looks at the mark on her neck, the always straight stance my head warrior wears, even the quick glance my Beta would send me if someone doesn’t address me by my title. Everyone has a habit, however small it may be, that they don’t notice themselves. It was my hobby to catch all of those things.

Now, as I looked at my mother sitting in front of me, I tried to gauge her emotions. She looked as normal as she could be. There was no trace of mourning in her face; as if her mate didn’t just die a few days ago.

Violet sat beside her. The first thing I would always notice on her when she walked into a room was her jewellery. She doesn’t wear bright diamonds or flashing sapphires; she wore white pearls that accentuated her skin. Her habit of touching the string of pearls on her neck was always there when a new person comes in. She was first a rogue, then a woman.