Chapter 7: Vengeful Heart

Scarlet’s POV

I didn’t know what this was, but whatever the Moon Goddess had planned, I wanted no part of it.

Without a second thought, I walked out on everyone, ignoring the growing murmurs behind me.

“Scarlet!” Damien called after me, but I didn’t respond.

I didn’t know where I was going. I just knew I needed to get away.

The Moon Goddess had to be insane, pairing me with someone like him.

Just then, his hand caught mine and spun me around. My body trembled as his fingers brushed against my waist.

“Let me go!” I snapped, yanking at his grip, just as we both lost balance.

He stumbled backward, losing hold of me, and in the process, tripped my leg. I fell straight onto him—lips to lips.

I stared at him, stunned, then tried to scramble away, but his grip tightened.

“Let me go, Damien!” I shouted, pounding against his chest, but he held on firmly.

His brows furrowed, then softened into an amused smile as he finally released me.

“You see me as some kind of monster?” he asked, standing up and offering a hand.

“This is how you thank me for saving your life?”

“I never asked you to do anything,” I said coldly. “So thank you, and now can you please sever the mate bond already?”

“Seriously? Are you kidding right now? Do you even understand what the Moon Goddess—”

“Damn the Moon Goddess!” I screamed, barely keeping my temper in check.

“Do I look like I give two fucks about her? Huh?” I spat, tears burning beneath my eyes.

I shut them tightly before speaking through clenched teeth. “Where was she when my friend Kayla was screwing my mate?”

“Scar—”

“Save it!” I snapped, cutting him off before he could say another word.

I didn’t care what he or the Moon Goddess had to say.

I was done being the fool who trusted too easily.

Done being the naive girl everyone used and tossed aside the moment I wasn’t convenient anymore.

“I’m not going to be your Luna, Alpha Damien,” I said, wiping away the tears streaming down my cheeks. “And it’s obvious your pack agrees with that.”

Before I could leave, Callan and Emma appeared, both of them looking at me with what could only be pity.

I didn’t mean to be rude, but the pain eating me from the inside wouldn’t let me pretend.

I wasn’t healed yet, and this proposal? It was too much.

I couldn’t, and wouldn’t, accept it.

“You can all find someone else to be your Luna. I’m not taking part in this twisted prophecy you think the Moon Goddess gave you!” I shouted, turning to leave.

“Scarlet, wait!” Emma, the pack doctor, called after me, but I didn’t look back.

“I just need some air,” I muttered, pushing through the stunned pack members and shutting the door behind me.

And then I heard it.

Voices, their whispers. Each of them is talking about Kayla and Alex. My name slipping off someone’s lips like poison.

“She took her best friend’s mate,” someone said. The words stopped me cold in my tracks.

“Seriously? How does she still look so innocent after that?” another voice added, full of venom.

“I think she just wants to be Luna by any means necessary.”

And then, the final blow.

“She’s a whore.”

“Whore!”

They all echoed it. Like a chant.

I turned around slowly, facing the palace once again.

Fists clenched. Face burning.

No more tears. Just rage. I let out a scoff in disbelief.  Storming back inside, I headed straight to Damien.

Just as I flung the door open, I stood in front of him. My breath fanned his face.

Wiping my face, I said clearly, “Help me get revenge on Kayla and Alex… and I’ll reconsider being your Luna.”