This had been the plan all along.
From the stories they'd fed him, Asher had predicted Elijah would assign someone to shadow Violet, Griffin, and Roman to make sure they didn't try anything reckless. That part was predictable. So Asher did what he did best—he planned ahead.
He had made sure the people of the West Pack would be gathered here to welcome their king. With a crowd this massive blocking the road, the convoy would have no choice but to slow down. And that slow crawl was the perfect window for Violet and Griffin to make their escape.
Everything was in place.
Except now, with the moment finally here, Violet didn't have the heart to go again, not without Roman.
"You should come with us, Roman," Violet urged, her voice tight with worry.
