Jiro POV
He really wished for one of the elevators that Prince Makhel described, because they could just get in it and ride to Cyran’s tower without anyone seeing them. As it was, he had to get creative.
Violetta huffed as she climbed out of the sack he and Garnet used to carry her up to Cyran’s tower because people in the house could pick up her wolf scent. “Was this all REALLY necessary?”
“I’m sorry, Vi,” Garnet said softly. “But if anyone saw you, especially your sister … tensions are running high.”
Vi? He didn’t know Garnet and Violetta were that close. But something that had been nagging at him for weeks fell into place, and a fog lifted to show the entire picture. He understood now.
“Our parents warned her about her temper.” Violetta stared at the empty room that once housed the stolen crystals from Lilia’s and Ravyn’s shop. “Thank you for protecting me”
Jiro’s eyes narrowed at Garnet. “You sent Violetta to infiltrate Cyran’s pack?”