#Chapter 92 - Relationship Woes

[Violet’s POV] I tried to hide my growing fear behind my carefully curated mask of indifference. But with every step this vampire took to get closer to me, the stronger my heart was fighting to break through my chest. Silas kept a firm eye on me as he began to circle around the chair I was still bound to. I fought back the urge to curse off everyone in the room. I did not like being treated as some sort of prized animal that was being put up for auction. My hands continued to strain against the binds as Silas moved closer. His scent struck me with an unexpected pleasantness. An alluring cologne that faintly reminded me of Lucian. Now that I was able to get a decent look at the man, another revelation came rushing to the surface. Silas was dressed impeccably. He wore a handmade suit that was stitched to probably fit him and only him. He looked...Good. Hell, he looked better than most Lycan dignitaries. He was the second real vampire I had come into contact with an