Mag-log inScarlet’s POVThe table was a spread of everything I’d been craving, the kind of sight that usually made my mouth water.Joel didn’t let go. He held me a little too tight, his eyes searching mine. "Eat," he urged. "You’re going to need the strength for whatever is heading our way." He gestured toward the chair, a silent command for me to drop the weight of the world for a second.I went to sit, but Damien’s face flashed in my mind. I froze."Are you okay?" Joel’s voice went soft. I forced a nod, the smile on my face feeling like a mask that didn't quite fit."I'm fine," I said."I know when you’re lying," Joel countered. He pulled the chair out for me anyway. "Just eat first. Worry later. Okay?" He turned to the maids and snapped his fingers."Serve your Queen."Nothing. No movement, no shuffling of feet. Just a heavy, suffocating silence."We don't take orders from strangers," the chief maid said. Her voice was flat, devoid of the usual rehearsed respect.The air in the room shifted.
Scarlet’s POV“Hello,” Joel snapped his fingers across my face, finally jolting me out of my thoughts. My wolf was still salivating, causing me to swallow hard against the lump in my throat.I shook my head in total disapproval, trying to tell myself that everything was just my imagination. It was never going to happen. But just as I raised a brow and lifted my heavy eyelids to stare at him, I felt a fluid flow out beneath me. It only meant one thing: I was already wet.Clearing my throat quickly, I tore my gaze away from him. “Let’s go grab breakfast,” I said, before walking out of his presence—completely shy.The moment the door shut behind me, I pressed my hand against my racing chest. I mean, this shouldn’t be happening. I don’t know what the Moon Goddess is trying to do, but whatever it is—it isn't fair.Rebinding me to Joel when she clearly knows that my heart belongs to Damien? But in all honesty, does my heart really belong to Damien?Am I certain I don’t actually want Joel as
Are you enjoying this? Ready for a Final ride. Because we'll soon be ending our story. I don't like it when my characters are domant. Scarlet is getting ready to face her sister Morgathis to fulfill the prophecy. But do you think it's all going to end there? ☺️ Be ready for some deep shock. ☺️
Scarlet’s POVThe night wore on with so much weighing on my mind. My thoughts kept flashing back to Joel, and how he had sworn on his life that he was never going to act on his feelings for me.“We have to focus on defeating Morgathis. Let’s not forget that Damien is out there, fighting,” his words continued to echo in my ears.His voice hadn't just helped to calm my nerves; it encouraged me to take up the mantle and challenge myself to finally step up as their queen. Even though the doubt still lingered deep inside me, I mustered up whatever courage I could find. I shrugged off the fear, shutting my eyes tight and hoping that tomorrow would bring some peace as I prepared to lead.********************“You cannot fight the enemy if you keep staring them in the eyes,” Joel said, his fists clenched. I felt a sharp pain flare across my back from the last hit. The sensation reminded me so much of Theandor.I remembered how he had trained me on that field while his brother—who was now dead
Scarlet’s POV“Alpha—”“Joel,” Damien called. He grabbed my hand tighter, his eyes darting from mine to Joel’s. I could see through those dark pupils that he truly trusted Joel—so much so that he was willing to hand me over to him.“You are the only one I trust to keep my woman safe,” he continued. “If there is anyone here who can look after Scarlet without her getting a single scratch—it’s you.”“Alpha—”“I trust in your skills. And if there’s anyone I can hand Scarlet over to…it’s you,” he said, before physically placing my hand into Joel's.“Damien, you don’t know what you are saying!” I shook my head in total disapproval. This could not be happening.“And I need to let you know that she’s stubborn. So you might want to learn how to tame her,” he said with a small smile on his lips. Then he pulled me closer, crushing his lips against mine.This kiss wasn’t like the ones we shared in his bed last night. This was the kind you see in movies where two lovers are about to be ripped apar
Scarlet’s POVMorning came way faster than I wanted. The sun was already bright, and the breeze was blowing the curtains so hard I could barely see past them.Memories of last night came crashing back, and I couldn’t help but pull the sheets close, covering my naked body.Then, I reached out, my hand searching the bed only to find it empty. My heart sank as I opened my eyes and realized Damien was really gone. Then, the loud boom of drums from the battleground made me jump. I scrambled for my robe, tying it tight around me to cover my nakedness as I ran out the door.The maids bowed as I rushed past—they were coming for my morning bath, but I didn't care about any of that. I just needed to see Damien.By the time I reached the assembly area, Damien was there, looking like a king in his battle gear, ready to leave and face Morgathis.I stood there, my fists clenched and tears stinging my eyes. He took the crown off his head and started walking toward me, slow and steady. He didn't look
Scarlet’s POVI could hear muffled voices from somewhere far away. Soft sounds at first, like whispers that refused to make sense. Slowly, the words began to form.My vision was blurry. My hands felt weak, far too weak to lift even a finger. Shapes hovered around me, tall and distorted, like trees
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Scarlet’s POV“Joel, we need to stop this. This is madness.”“Yes! I’m mad over you. I’m crazy over you!” Joel fired back, his breathing uneven, his heart racing so fast, I could almost hear it.“You are mad, Joel,” I snapped, shoving him back, though my own pulse was racing out of control. “Thank
Scarlet’s POVEverything was just my imagination. I wished—goodness, I wished—this were a game, some kind of trial set by the Moon Goddess. But it wasn’t. Nothing about my life had ever been that easy.Jace stood there with that calm, unnerving expression, telling me plainly that I had no other opt







