#Chapter 207

Violet’s POV We’re on our way. I didn’t even have time to wonder what just happened with Theo and Riley, and why they were suddenly a “we”, as Owen threw a chair across the dance floor. It landed a pathetic distance away, but still far enough for the crowd to scatter to avoid it. The people I had identified throughout the day as those charged with keeping the peace at the wedding all hesitated because, well, this was the king. Besides, his tantrum was to our benefit. I noticed Colby and Ben both subtly gesturing to those under their command to stand down. Kincaid and Dahlia were both standing up at their table on the platform, fuming. Most probably thought they were mad that the king was disrupting their wedding, but I knew they were chomping at the bit to hold him down themselves. But they also knew it would be better in the long run if the whole party witnessed the king’s destructive nature. Though I had had to talk Kincaid down from going full Beta on the situation when