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
Lucian It had been hard living without Scarlett. My days were void of joy, and I often drank myself into a stupor. Clay was yet to give up. He passed her photo around and listed rewards for anyone that saw her. Maxwell was an empty shell. He would often go and take his anger out on Bianca and her child, but soon he stopped, realising that wouldn't bring Scarlett back. He was now never at home. I knew he usually shifted and sat by the roadside where her scent ended the night she ran away. He would sit there looking for a clue searching for a miracle, anything that would lead us to our mate: anything that would make the pain go away, but nothing happened. We were empty shells. We neglected our duties, but how could we function when our souls had been ripped from us? The seer said we shouldn't give up hope, and she might come back to us one day, but even hope had given up on us. I sat in my room and wept. I thought of everything I did and wept. I had never prayed, but feeling
Lucian "I am sorry, Maxwell. I swear I will do everything within my power to fix it," I said to him, and he looked at me with teary eyes. "You can't bring her back, Lucian. You can't fucking fix it." He said, and my heart reached out to him. "She has no money, nothing. We took it all. We stole it all. Nikolay was right to shield his daughter from us. He was right," he said and buried his head in his palms and began to weep. "Please let us work together on this, Maxwell. I felt the pull, and you did too. She is somewhere out there, and I know we will find her," I said with hope. "I have been praying, and I know the goddess will answer," I said, and he chuckled. "Praying?" he said, looking at me with rage. "When has a prayer ever solved anything, Lucian? Just leave me the fuck alone," he said, and I knew it would be best to respect his wishes and keep my mouth shut. I hoped Elsa had something to say to revive our hope, or the tunnel would have no light. Elsa finally walked in wi
Clay Learning where Scarlett was, and Keith's intentions towards her broke my heart completely. I had been driving to different towns to search for her. I had sent people to the South to look for her, all to no avail. I was glad to have found the traveller in a tavern at the Highlands. He was the one that told me of Keith's new obsession. He called her the last of the Vladislavs. I also knew that he spoke highly of her and Nikolay. At this point, I did not care about my misgivings because what Elsa told us about Nikolay made me realise we had messed up and hurt ourselves. I visited the highlands to see the renovation of the packhouse there. A separation from Lucian and Maxwell would be best. Had they allowed me to do the things I wanted and had they listened to me, we wouldn't have been in this predicament. Lucian was too hateful to think straight, and he was always there to choose the most painful option. Maxwell would always side with Lucian against me, leaving me with no choi