DIANA’S POV
There was nothing more I hated in this world like Violet at the moment. Not even the mention of rogues could get me so riled up like she could.
The mere mention of her was enough to have my mouth tasting bitter that not even the deliciousness of the breakfast we were having was good enough to stop bile from rising from the mere sight of her.
But then again it wasn’t just disgust I felt for her. It was even it at all. I hated that she was better than me in some ways. She had nothing and should be nothing.
How dare she be considered a better Luna than I?
Why was she something to Sam – she may not know it. Or maybe she did and was only pretending – when I should be the only thing he saw and wanted?
He didn’t have to tell me that they were mates for me to know this. People al
