Violet couldn't get out of Ravon's office fast enough, her heart hammering as his desperate, murderous glint burned into her mind. Hastening her steps, she avoided eye contact with anyone, her head down and her grip tightening on the vial in her hand. The fear of seeing the beast again—the one she'd encountered before—kept her moving quickly.
She reached the stairs, nearly at the first step, when a familiar voice broke through the air behind her.
"Viole!"
Her stomach clenched at the sound. Violet stopped, forcing a stiff smile onto her face as she turned. Rane's wide grin was anything but comforting. His eyes flicked to the vial, lingering with a curious gleam.
"You're heading to see Lord Cain," he said with mock innocence. Violet nodded, her smile tightening further as her gaze shifted to the two men standing just behind him.