Clay. I was going crazy. I could not control myself, and neither could my wolf. Why did we allow this? I was determined to go rogue by wiping the Elders out and forcing the people to accept Scarlett, but Lucian and Maxwell had to be diplomatic about it. They wanted us to exonerate her and make the people love her. Look where that landed us. When the guard took off her clothes, I could not even look at her. They weren't feeding her. They weren't fucking feeding her. We ordered the kitchen to give her three meals a day same as we ate, and they weren't feeding her. We would have known if we weren't busy hunting down the elusive Gregory. We made mistakes all the way. "Clay, you need to calm down; your eyes are red," Maxwell said, and I knew he wasn't calm either. This wasn't going to be good. Anything could happen to Scarlett out there. She wasn't safe. She was too naive and trusting to be out there alone. I slammed Maxwell against the wall with all my might. "You should have come with
Scarlett. Ebenezer and I rode for a while. I slept a bit in the car. Images of what happened in the north still plagued my mind, but there was nothing I could do about it. I had never been so mistreated in my entire life. I thought my life with my father was cruel until David shipped me to the north. Thinking about my mates brought tears to my eyes. They treated me so badly for a crime I did not commit. I remembered everything they had promised me and realised they were all lies. To think Lucian was going to bring a bride there even though we were bonded. He wanted to make me suffer; I knew it. He left me to die in the cold because he could not end my life himself and Maxwell and Clay were part of it too. I actually thought I would have a life with them. I was wrong. I just prayed good things awaited me in the west. Clay, Lucian and Maxwell can rest and keep everything with me gone from the north and not going to the south. That was what they wanted anyway. They exerted their revenge
Scarlett I entered a beautiful, warmly lit room with a polished, four-sitter, premium-crafted wooden dining table. The type my father had. The wood shined, and it was beautiful. The dining room was a bit ostentatious, but the alpha was rich, so he had money to spare. I was given a place to sit, I was the only one there, and I felt a bit weird. The beige dinner gown I wore was the only reason I didn't feel out of place. Who would have thought a random man I stopped on the highway would lead me here? "Alpha Keith Harold is making an entrance," I heard a voice say, and I wondered if that was the alpha of the west because I had heard my mates speak a different name; I stood up immediately. I was afraid, and my hands were shaking. A very handsome dark-haired man walked in with Ebenezer. "Annika! You look exquisite," Ebenezer said, walking in with the man. The stranger was tall and brawny; he had dark hair and blue eyes, and his beard was cleanly kept; he wasn't an old man; he was somewh
Maxwell, Sleep was our enemy all through the night. We kept raking our minds about where Scarlett might be. I stayed up in my room and wept. The seer could not help us this time, and I could not blame her. How could we have allowed our mate to be treated the way she was? We were so focused on not having issues with the Alpha of the West that we neglected Scarlett's needs. I couldn't blame her for running away from us. I doubt she would ever look back. She left with the notion that we wanted her dead. There was no coming back from that. I doubt she would ever come back to us. I spent two days in my room, waiting to feel pain from the bond, but nothing happened. I tried to feel for the cord that connected us, and it was still there. The cord was my only hope that she was alive and well out there. I finally decided to exit my room, and found Lucian drunk on the floor in the living room. "We fucked up," he said in tears. He had never drunk this much before; I guess pain could do that to
Scarlett. I laid on my bed in my room. It was afternoon, and I wondered what there was to do. I would have loved to check out the library, but I did not want to have altercations with anyone. The women in the harem were stubborn about leaving, but I could not blame them. Their lives changed drastically because of another woman. I did not know why Keith would make such a bold move. I had no love to give him, and he did not seem like the patient type. I did not know what would happen, but I needed to make it work. I had nowhere to go from here. I could not go back to the north or the south, and I could not blend in the east. If things didn't work out for me here, I was good as dead, and dying wasn't an option. I was wearing a T-shirt and lace panties while lying on the bed. The shirt was new, but it brought back painful memories, because I always wore my mates' shirts to surround myself with their scents. That was in the past now. Locked away and never to be opened again. Someone kno
Lucian. I was lying on the bed when I felt the sudden silence. It was like a blockage. A partial disconnection. I did not know what it was, but it was painful. "Lucian," I heard Maxwell's voice in my head. " Did you feel that?" He asked me, and I responded. "What is going on?" I heard Clay, and I managed to get off the bed and move to the living area, still feeling the pain. Something was really off. If we could all feel it, then it had to do with Scarlett. Maxwell and Clay decided to come out of their rooms and join me in the living room. "What is going on," Clay said, wincing in pain. "A partial severance," Tiger, my wolf, said, and I was stunned. "Tiger said it is a partial severance," I said, and they already knew from the look on their faces. Of course, they would know; their wolves would tell them. "What should we do?" Maxwell asked with fear in his voice. "I don't know. She ran away and now is trying to disconnect herself from us and move on. Isn't it clear already? I
Scarlett What Alpha Keith did for me was incredible. We spent time getting to know each other and spending time together. He never touched me or did anything inappropriate, but he made his intentions known and told me I could take all the time I needed and that he wasn't rushing. He let all the women in his harem go. Some put up a fight with me, but when I dealt with a few of them, they stopped. Keith often took me on picnics, horse riding and joy rides. I had fun. He was more fun to be around than my mates. I felt a strange pull to him, and I did not know why, but I was glad I found him. Things had been more comfortable since he blocked the connection with my mates. The void was there, but it was bearable. I wouldn't deny that a part of me longed for them, and I sometimes cried when I remembered all that transpired between us, but I knew this was for the best. They left me to die, and they chose the pack over me. I will never forget that. They would have damned the elders an
Scarlett. I froze in Keith's arms and stared at the bastard that ruined my life. He did not see me, but I was looking right at him where he was talking with guests and laughing. "What is the matter, darling," Keith whispered in my ear, and I felt my eyes well up with angry tears that I fought back with all my might. Gregory ruined my life. He put me in a situation where I had to flee my home and my mates. I was mad at them for not having my back, but everything was rosy until this bastard came along. I continued the dance in Keith's arms and rested my head against his chest. I always felt calm and protected that way. He held me tighter as we moved slowly to the music the quartet played. "What is the matter, Scarlett?" Keith asked me, and I held on tight. "Remember the bastard that set me up in the north? The merchant from the West that ruined my life and smeared my name?" I asked, and we continued to move. "Yes," he said. "Well, he is over there with his friends, in a blue su