FAZER LOGINScarlett remained in the tomb for hours, mourning the death of her father. She knelt beside the grave, her head resting on the side, her hands clutching the portrait tightly. Her voice had gone hoarse from crying. Her eyes were reddened and itchy. Her father was her first love, the man she easily ran to when she had any difficulties. He spoiled her all her life, providing everything she ever needed. Even when Katherine couldn't conceive again to bear him a son, he didn't mind. Scarlett was enough, and he proclaimed her his heir right from a young age. Apparently, Scarlett blamed herself for his death. She concluded that her choice to be with Dylan was what caused his heart attack, and she hadn't been there for him. She hadn't been there when he breathed his last. She had broken her promise to him. "I'm so sorry, dad," she whispered, her voice hoarse and raw with pain. "I should have been here for you. I made a promise and I broke it..."Sobs choked her, and fresh tears spilled d
The carriage stopped a few meters away from the castle. Jordan got off his horse, walked back to the carriage and opened the door. Dylan stepped out first. His eyes scanned the perimeters, searching for signs of danger or impending attack. He felt none. Good. He turned around, helped Leah out of the carriage, then reached for Scarlett. The moment Scarlett stepped down, the royal council let out a collective gasp. They were five in number. Grey, old men dressed in regal-looking robes. The leader, Council Ezekiel, stepped forward, his face a mask of surprise. "Princess Scarlett?"Scarlett swallowed the lump in her throat. She squeezed Dylan's hand, gave him a reassuring smile, and walked forward.She stopped before Ezekiel and bowed her head. "Hello, Zeke." Ezekiel smiled, and to her surprise, he embraced her. Relief flooded her. He had been like a second father to her all through her childhood. For a moment, she thought everything would be fine. As long as Ezekiel received her
The carriage was ready, parked beside the courtyard. Leah stood beside it, her hands clasped, gaze drawn to the bees buzzing around the flowers in the garden. She looked up when Scarlett emerged from the mansion with Dylan. Dylan's gaze briefly met hers, and she looked away quickly. Scarlett noticed and smiled. "I'm going to bid farewell to Bevvy. Why don't you talk to Leah before I return?"Dylan brushed his thumb over her cheek and nodded. "Alright. Don't be long.""I won't."He kissed her, short and quick, then walked towards Leah. Leah's eyes darted around in fear as he approached. She was on the verge of moving away when he called out to her. "I want to talk to you, Leah."She paused, her eyes widening slightly at the calmness in his voice. This was the same man who almost crushed her under the weight of his anger. She gulped and forced herself to look him in the eye. "Yes?"Dylan could feel her fear. He stepped beside her and leaned on the carriage, slowly crossing his arm
The Luna trial was postponed indefinitely. The very next morning, Scarlett was ready to return to Eryndor. Even though she was no longer heir to the throne because of her father's decree, Eryndor was still her home. She was still the princess. That morning, she stood by the window in the bedroom, dressed in a black, flowing gown with puffy sleeves and a round neckline. Her hair was styled in a simple low bun. Her neck and wrists were bare, no jewelry, except for her wedding ring. Her eyes were exhausted and raw from lack of sleep. She still hadn't cried. The sound of someone stepping into the room startled her. She turned around, one hand over her heart. "Leah," she forced a smile and turned fully. "It's you."Leah took her in her arms and embraced her warmly. Then she pulled back and held her face. "How are you feeling?"Scarlett shrugged and looked away. "How do you think I'm feeling?"Leah sighed and held her hands. "I'm so sorry, Scarlett. For breaking the news that way.""
A sharp, sirenlike sound echoed in Scarlett's ears, shutting out every other sound. She collapsed, her knees giving way beneath her, and crashed to the floor. Beside her, Leah grabbed her hand, yelling out something in panic, but she didn't hear a word. Gradually, the ringing sensation lessened and she could finally hear Leah. "Scarlett, talk to me, please. You're scaring me."She blinked, forcing herself to move, to speak, even though the news hit her like a hammer on the heart. "Leah..." she whispered. A loud roar echoed in her ears, the sound of blood rushing to her head. "I'm here, Scar," Leah dropped to her knees beside her. "I'm so sorry I broke the news that way. I... I didn't know how else to say it."The door slammed open suddenly, and Dylan stormed in, his eyes burning with something close to annoyance. Behind him was Jordan. Leah noticed them, and for some strange reason, she knew instantly that Dylan was the Alpha King, the one Scarlett was married to. His presence a
Scarlett thought of lying. Maybe if Leah didn't know about the Luna trial, she wouldn't ask questions. But she couldn't bring herself to lie to her best friend. She sighed and pulled her hands away from Leah's grip. Then she got up and started to pace, the way she usually did whenever she was restless. "Leah," she murmured. "I need you to understand that I know what I'm doing. I'm not being forced against my will.""Wait, I don't understand." Leah slowly got up, looking confused. "You're really going to be these people's Luna?"Scarlett shrugged and smiled a little. "Yes. Tomorrow is the Luna trial. I intend to do it."Leah was speechless for a moment. She gestured helplessly with her hands, unsure of what to say. "Why?" She whispered. "Why do you want to rule over them? Do you remember the stories we were told about them when we were kids? They weren't just stories. They were true. Werewolves are monsters.""No," Scarlett shook her head and took her hands again. "Leah, we were wr
When Sheba first heard that Dylan had married a human, she refused to believe it. She knew him, knew how much he despised the humans for being weak and inferior. He loathed their existence. So it came as a shock when Alpha Kingston of Red Claw pack told her Dylan had married a human and planned t
Under the cover of darkness, Tabitha crept out of her cottage and pulled on a cloak. The weather was chilly from the rain, and she shivered involuntarily. She was about to shut the door when her little sister's voice stopped her. "Where are you going, Tabi?"She whirled around, a soft gasp escapi
Those were the only words Dylan wanted to hear. He stepped away from her, unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off. Then he reached for her. "Wait," she stopped him, palms pressed against his bare chest. God, he was ripped. Her fingers tingled as she stroked his pecs and rock-hard abs. "Keep tou
Dylan had always been bad at consoling a person who was hurting. Born and bred under intense training and cold brutality, he never showed emotion. He saw it as being weak, and he despised weakness. But Scarlett's sobs got to him, twisted into his heart like he had been stabbed, and punched a hole







