Violet was unhinged, and not in the deranged emotional way she was before. No, she was more calculating and organized with her plotting.
She wasn't the same as she was two days ago. Something happened to Violet, and something changed her.
Yeah, she's changed a lot since losing Odette, but this is on a whole different level.
While Violet was distracted, Ash shot his brothers a knowing look. They all understood what he meant. He wanted to talk, privately.
Violet acted like she didn't notice their shift, but she did.
This was the moment Violet first questioned if she could trust her own.
Ash was worried, her shift was too fast too sudden, too clean.
He got a clear look at his wife, and she had changed so much since last night.
She looked up to him and smiled.
But it was all wrong. It stretched too wide, and her teeth had sharpened, her fangs were longer. Her eyes flashed between round and slitted pupils.
Who was this woman?
