"Tempted?" Sylas questioned.
There was an enticing glint in those steely-blue eyes— seductive and dangerous— resembling a devil whispering temptations. It stood as a stark contrast to his usual gentle and calm demeanor, catching her off guard.
Violet's eyes traced down to his lips.
More than his blood, she wanted something else.
Violet's cheeks heated up at her inappropriate thoughts.
Then, her thoughts traced back to Sylas's words. Violet shook her head. "I am not."
Sylas furrowed his brows. "Are you saying that to please me?"
It only resulted in Violet shaking her head.
"I know I am impatient about my wolf back, but that doesn't mean you owe me anything, Alpha. Also, I understand there are reasons because you kept me alive even when there was no need to," Violet sincerely replied. Her words showed her trust in Sylas.
Although the man treated her oddly at times, never did he have the intention to harm her, instead protected her.
Sylas's lips curved up.
