Scarlet POV
I hold Michelle beside me as I approach the staircase. I look around the mansion and rub my hands on the furniture. I miss my home so much.
I don’t believe I was back in my pack. It still feels like a dream. My eyes are still so heavy with tears as I stare at Noah and my best friend. It feels so great, and I didn’t think Noah would ever find a way back to me.
"Come with me to the room; you need to rest, Scarlet.” He trails his eyes around my body, then a deep frown settles on his face when he realizes the scar on my wrist. It isn’t a big deal; it was just the way Ravet held me so tight when he was taking me to the dark room.
"Did he hurt you?” his voice deeper as his eyes get fiercer.
"No, it’s nothing, Noah. It was just a minor scar.” I explain, but the anger remains in his eyes.
"I would fucking break him.” He says under his breath while he puts his hand around my waist so he could lead me to the room that we both shared.
I couldn’t say a word. And the way he held me rem
