The day of the moon ball arrived a week later. It was 3 PM in the afternoon, and preparations were currently going on. Dylan stood on the terrace in his bedroom, his eyes thoughtful. During the past few days, he had allowed himself to drown in Scarlett's presence, forgetting that something grave lay ahead. In a few days, after the moon ball's celebration, they would experience the very first blood moon of the year. He would have to be taken to the dungeons and chained up, for his protection, and the safety of the pack. Scarlett didn't know this. She didn't need to know it. It was his curse, his burden to bear alone. A soft knock interrupted him. He turned slowly, already catching her scent. The door opened and she stepped in, looking lovely in a pretty pink dress. A sweet smile lit up her face when she saw him. "You wanted to see me.""Come here." He said, holding out a hand. Shutting the door behind her, she walked up to where he stood and placed her hand on his. He pulled
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