JasperThe scent of gardenias and Scarlet’s expensive perfume was making my head ache.I stood on the dais of the Great Hall, my hand resting on the small of Scarlet’s back. She looked perfect. Her gown was ivory lace, her hair was a masterpiece of coppery red curls, and the mark I’d carved into her neck just days ago was a proud, fresh shiny red scar. This was what I’d wanted. A respected, powerful, dignified woman. A mate who didn't smell of lightning and rain. Not the village freak, the daughter of a condemned and executed witch."You're distracted, Jasper," Scarlet whispered, leaning into me."I'm fine," I lied, my eyes scanning the crowd.Attendance was mandatory. She had to be here.I expected Sarah to be here in some pathetic, home-sewn rag, hiding behind a pillar. I wanted to see the regret in her eyes. I wanted to see her realize that the simple hunter she’d run to was nothing compared to the future Alpha of Crimson Falls. My wolf paced restlessly in the back of my mind, scra
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