Chapter Forty Six

SCARLET’S POV

It was difficult to know who these girls were as they had their faces covered up with masks. Carla and I, held hands, with anxiety, knocking at the door of our hearts.

They closed in on us, although, there was still a considerable space between them and us.

“Who are you and what do you want from us?” I questioned outrightly, still holding Carla, tight.

“You really don’t need to know us. But we’ll tell you what we want.” The lady who seemed to be the leader, spoke.

“And what do you want?” I asked, with a shaky voice.

“I want you dead. And if your friends love you that much, she can follow you to the afterlife.” The lady replied as her claws came out smoothly.

She was a wolf, and her scent was a bit familiar. In fact, their scent was familiar, but I couldn’t make out who they were exactly.

“Why would you want me dead?” I managed to make my voice loud and clear.

“Because you deserve to die. A murderer like you is a terror that needs to die down. Girls, are you ready?” The