Chapter 65 The Attacker

• Violet POV
• Sharp terror skittered down my body when I saw the silver dagger glinting in the dark in someone’s hand. The presence of the person on my room's balcony filled me with confusion and fear. Because Opal was still sleeping, it was challenging for me to sniff the air and smell the person. So, with clenched teeth, I removed my blanket slowly and got up.
• Holding my breath, I stood at the edge of the bed, trying my best to open my mind link with Alpha Dane, but I couldn’t. I felt incredibly miserable because I couldn't perform basic werewolf activities, almost to the point of tears. How could things be so bad for me?