MasukIt took hours to revive Scarlett. She had lost a lot of blood, and she was weak from the fight with Kingston. In the corner of the room, Dylan paced restlessly. He blamed himself for everything. For leaving her back at the pack, for failing to protect her, and for almost killing her. All attempts from Caleb and Hope to calm him were futile. The only thing he wanted was to see her awake. The soft sound of knocking pulled him out of his thoughts. He stopped and turned, frowning at Caleb who just stepped into the room. "Alpha," Caleb called out softly and stood beside him. "Everything is back to normal. The bodies have been buried, and the rogues have been set ablaze.""How many did we lose?" Dylan asked quietly. "How many guards?""About a hundred." Caleb answered. "We also lost two families during the fight. Everyone else is safe."Dylan remained silent for a moment, mulling over Caleb's report. Then he exhaled and finally looked at him. "A memorial will be conducted for the peopl
The words felt alien to Scarlett. For a moment, all she heard was a loud ringing sound in her ears. Hope and Caleb were speaking, gesturing wildly, but she didn't hear a word of what they said. There was a loud roar in her ears, the sound of blood rushing up to her brain. Then gradually, the sound faded, and she could finally hear Hope and Caleb. They were locked in a heated word exchange. Caleb was yelling at Hope to check on Dylan again, while Hope just screamed and cried that Dylan was gone. But Scarlett didn't believe any of this. Even when Hope's words kept repeating insistently in her head, 'his heart has stopped beating', she didn't believe it. Dylan wasn't gone. It was impossible. She pushed past Caleb and rushed into the room. "Wait, Scarlett! Stop!" Caleb tried to grab her hand, but she wrenched it off and climbed into the bed. "Scarlett, please..." Hope sobbed, reaching out to pull her back. "It's too late. I tried all I could to save him...""Let me go!" Scarlett y
"Put him on the bed." Hope's voice shook with fear as she lowered her bag filled with instruments for healing. Caleb carefully lowered an unconscious Dylan from his shoulders to the bed, then stepped back as Hope moved towards him. "Is he going to be okay?" Scarlett asked worriedly. She hung by the side of the bed, one hand gently resting on Dylan's foot. Her eyes were reddened from crying. Hope didn't answer immediately. She leaned over the bed and pulled down Dylan's lower eyelid. The whites of his eyes were filled with blood, and his pupils had gone from light gold to black. She checked his other eye, and noticing the same thing, she pulled back and looked at Caleb. Caleb understood the look she gave him, even though she didn't say a word. This was the second time something like this was happening. The first time it happened, Dylan almost died. They weren't sure if he would survive it now. Scarlett noticed the look between them and frowned. "What is it? Why do you look that
Scarlett backed away, her mind racing as she thought of what to do. But it was futile. Her mind felt muddled. Kingston stormed over to where she stood and wrapped his hands around her throat. Scarlett gagged and choked as his grip tightened around her throat. Her vision blurred, black dots appearing at the edges as her air was cut off. Driven by the will to survive, she lifted her hand that held the dagger and tried to stab him. But he caught it easily, blocking it with his. "I should have fucking killed you the first time I saw you." He snarled. "That bastard Dylan had the guts to flaunt you around like a bloody slut!"He knocked the dagger out of her hand and pressed down harder on her throat. Scarlett was on the verge of passing out. Her vision had darkened already, and her lungs burned with pressure, protesting for air. With her last bit of strength, she tried to scratch Kingston across the face. easily caught her hand and slammed it into the wall. He lifted her, his grip
The night Dylan pretended to sleepwalk, he heard everything Hailey and Henry discussed. And when he returned to his room with Scarlett that night, he told her about the jar of liquid aconite they had. At first, he planned to retrieve it before leaving for Silvermist pack. But Scarlett told him to leave it there for a while, so they wouldn't make the twins suspicious. Thinking about it now, Scarlett was glad she stopped him from taking it away. This could be her only way to overpower Sheba. She waited until Sheba disappeared into one of the empty rooms, then she moved, keeping her back against the wall as she hurried towards Hailey and Henry's room. She slipped in undetected, shut the door and locked it. Her vision was a bit clearer now, and she didn't feel as weak as before. She hurried to the wardrobe and pulled it open, wincing softly when it creaked loudly. There was no time to waste. Every second counted. She searched through the clothes, opened drawers and ransacked them,
Bevvy dragged Scarlett through the hallway, heaving breathlessly. She was terrified. Jordan hadn't replied to the mind link. The guards were all gone, fighting against the rogues, and she had no idea if Jordan and Caleb were still alive. The bite wound around her neck was healing slowly because of the venom from the rogue wolf. If she had been in her wolf form, she would have healed faster. She felt the library door behind her back and pushed it open, dragging Scarlett inside. She could still hear the screams and growls as the battle went on. "Scarlett," she breathed. "Scarlett, can you hear me?"But Scarlett had fallen unconscious. A stream of creamy froth drooled down the side of her mouth, and her eyes remained glazed over. As she placed her hands under Scarlett's arms to pull her inside, she noticed a needle sticking out of her neck. She dropped to her knees and examined it, and an odd smell wafted past her nostrils. She didn't need to check to know what it was. It was some
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
Dylan was furious. Not at Jordan or his hunters, or at Caleb who just waltzed into the pack after three years of being away. He was furious at himself for leaving the pack, knowing he had a human wife living in his home. He should have stayed back, let the hunters go on the hunt alone. They'd don
"What are you doing here?"For a full minute, Scarlett froze, and for two reasons. First, she never expected Dylan to break out from his sleepwalking state. Leah never broke out. Secondly, she was clad in just her pink nightgown, without her robe. With the glow from the candle lights and the chan
Scarlett had just rushed out of Dylan's room and was running towards the stairs when she came face to face with Helgar and Beowulf. She stopped short, almost colliding with them. "Lady Callahan." Helgar exclaimed. "Where are you off to in such a rush?"Scarlett stepped back and tried to calm her







