Viola stood at the window, looking out at the gardens of Iver Hall. She soon wouldn't be living here - she would go to live with Gavin, though she had a feeling Nathan would clutch onto her until she was officially married. After that, this would not be her home.
In some respects, it was good; it meant she would no longer be in any kind of fear of Astrid, her actions wouldn't be monitored so closely, and she would have somewhat relaxed freedom. But on the other hand...this was where she was valued most. Iver Hall had the most security, the most amenities, the most links and contacts. Nathan lived here, Ciceron, some security, now Dice, and Petra was located here too.
Glancing up, Viola looked straight into the full moon. On some nights, she wondered what it would be like to be a werewolf; just to break free of all restraints, take out anger on victims, be practically unstoppable. She really would have a reason for lashing out then, and likely wouldn't be chided for instincts taking over. But as she looked up at the moon, bathing in it's reflective light, she was all the more reminded that every action she had would have a swift consequence.
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