Scarlett drew a deep breath as she walked along the hallway of the Pack house, pulling her luggage along with her.It was time for the trip, and the King was already outside with the others.Scarlett had a cranky feeling that something bad might happen at the meeting. It was the biggest meeting of the year, and since every Alpha would be present, she just felt there might be some kind of problem.She was approaching the staircase when she ran into the prince and instantly stopped to greet him as he stood right in front of her, his scent surrounding the place which they both stood.‘’Good day, my prince’’. Scarlett bowed her head in respect, waiting for him to speak up so she could raise her head up back and start leaving.‘’Hello, Scarlett. Good day to you too’’. His deep voice spoke to her. After taking a short pause, she looked up at him, staying utterly shut.‘’I need to get going. I don’t want to keep them all waiting for me’’. She said quietly and respectfully.The last thing she

Out of pure anger, Alpha Magnus stood up from his seat, grinding his teeth. For a moment he couldn’t breathe. His mind darkened, his jaws were clenched and his temper flared. A mere woman had the audacity to accuse him of having a hand in her husband’s death.‘’How dare you speak to me in such manner?!!’’. He shouted at the top of his voice, veins forming on his head.Mari remained standing, unmoved by his outpour. She was just as mad as he was.‘’Don’t talk to me like you don’t know what I’m talking about, Magnus’’. Mari flashed, raising her voice to be heard at all corners of the room. She knew she was in the presence of all Alphas and was the only woman present, but she didn’t care.Her head spun. In their midst was an angry woman. She was more than angry, and she didn’t look like she was going to give up seeking justice for her husband’s death anytime soon.Other people were still as quiet as they were at first, trying to wrap their heads around the situation on ground at that mom

The necklace felt eerily familiar, resembling the one she had lost in the presence of the white wolf who had come to her rescue that fateful night. Scarlett couldn't tear her gaze away from it.A part of her was tempted to ask the King about the necklace and how it came into his possession, but who was she to question him? She had no right to demand any explanations from the King. He owed her nothing.Scarlett remained rooted in place, her mind consumed with thoughts. The King shifted his attention from the drawer to his table, where several files were neatly arranged.Seated at his study table, the King's eyes fell upon Scarlett, who still stood by the door. He moved the files to one side, preparing himself to address her."Scarlett," he called her name.She straightened up, ready to comply with his request."My King," she responded with precision."You may sit," he gestured towards the other side of the table. Scarlett didn't want to waste any more of his time and quickly walked ove

Kellan made his way out of the car when he saw Scarlett and strode towards her. Scarlett, not expecting his presence, looked up at him with surprise and sat up straighter, keeping the bottle of drink in her hand to her side.She did not know if he would be mad at her for being out here drinking or if he would be cool with it."Are you expecting someone?" Kellan asked, looking at her as if he was trying to piece a puzzle together."No, no, I came alone. I just needed some air and I went for a walk," Scarlett shook her head as she spoke, rubbing at the back of her neck awkwardly."Oh well," Kellan grunted as he settled on the pavement block beside Scarlett, taking her by surprise."You shouldn't be sitting here. I will ask the barman for a chair, my king," Scarlett moved to get up, astonished that the king was sitting on the bare floor. But Kellan's hand on her arm stopped her.She turned to look at him, a horrified expression still on her face. The softening of the king's face as he no

Kellan stood there for a moment, his heart pounding with excitement, as he gazed at the lady in front of him.Happiness swelled inside of him, and he could hardly believe that he had finally met his mate again after what felt like an eternity of searching. Determination burned within him - this time, he was going to make sure she never left him again.He couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to be close to her, to feel her warmth and presence.Without hesitation, Kellan rushed towards her, his heart in his throat as he pulled her into a tight embrace. Her scent was unfamiliar. Something seemed slightly off.Could it be his mind playing tricks on him, or was there an underlying reason for the difference?Despite the uncertainty gnawing at him, he clung to her even tighter. But his wolf remained oddly quiet, and it puzzled Kellan.Ragnor, his loyal and boisterous wolf companion, had been the one incessantly pestering him to find their mate. So why was Ragnor so unusually silent now that