Scarlett

Scarlett. The slap came down hard on my face. I had been tied to a post for display. I could not look at their faces. They were angry. I knew they would never forgive me for what I had done. I had no choice, but I needed to get away. The suffering and mixed emotions I was forced to endure were too much. I had reached my limits. Lucian had humiliated and hurt me the most. He had caused me to go through unspeakable pain, and Clay and Maxwell had let him get away with it. Even though I knew My father was a terrible person, I wasn't like him. Why was I being forced to pay for his crimes? They had taken everything from me. All I had left was my life, and I knew they would take that too if I weren't careful. They claimed to be Valkin Alphas, but they were cowards. They were taking out their anger and vengeance on an innocent girl with no wolf. I hated them, and I hated the fact that I was fated to them. I do not regret what I did and would do it again if the opportunity presented itself.

Scarlett The woman took me to a small room and freed me from my shackles. She told me I would remain there until the alphas were ready to see me. Her words didn't sit well with me because they were Valkin alphas. The south had no leader. They could easily take it while I was here, and so could the east or west Valkin alphas. "While you wait for them to attend to you, try and find employment so you can feed. They haven't made any plans for your upkeep yet," The woman said, and I became worried. I was yet to understand what was going on. The men behaved as if they had it in for me. Their questions were strange, and I had never seen them before. Still, they claimed that my father introduced me to them and had insinuated that I was sleeping around. The woman gave me a kaftan to wear and left.I was too hungry to sleep, so I stepped out to see if I could find something to eat. I was thirsty, so I broke an icicle that had formed at the roof's edge and licked it to hydrate my mouth. I kn

Scarlett My first week with the three Alphas was hell. I had tried to run away several times already, but I was unsuccessful. Someone always caught me and brought me back. I knew their names now. The dark-haired one was Lucian, the silver-haired one was Clay, and the dirty blonde was Maxwell. Of all of them, Clay was the least abusive. They made me sleep on the couch every night, but Clay was kind enough to give me a blanket even though the other two assholes gave him an earful. They said I was rude and needed to be disciplined. I knew my father did something to them, but how did that justify what they were doing to me? They called me a slut and claimed I rejected the bond but did not believe me when I told them I had never seen or heard of them. Lucian could get violent with me, so I did not defend myself. I kept quiet and allowed them to assume the worse. As things were, I did not want the likes of them as mates, so the feeling was mutual. I never spoke to them and ensured I never

Clay. I returned to the apartment. The moment I stepped in, Scarlett stood up abruptly. I noticed she was cleaning her face, which indicated she was crying, but I knew she would never own up to it. She was tough like that, and I admired her for it. "Have you eaten?" I asked her, and she looked at me with a mean scowl and shook her head. I began to laugh. The girl put too much effort into trying to piss us off. It was so obvious that it started looking cute. I did not understand why Lucian could not see through her facade. She was lonely and fragile. Her world was turned upside down, and she is only trying to cope. Rejecting her would be extreme. Scarlett isn't a beauty like Stasia, but fate paired us for a reason, and I was not willing to reject that gift. I knew she would be a piece of work, but I was willing to put in the time and effort to get through to her.I had told Lucian and Maxwell that our ruthless and mean approach was why she was like this. The girl had tried to run ov

Scarlett. "You have given yourself a holiday?" Maxwell said to me, and I did not know how to respond because he wasn't coming off as nice. So I did not say a word. "You stole booze last night?" He asked, and I nodded before thinking about it, and his eyes softened while Lucian laughed. If it were just Lucian, I would keep quiet, but there was a way Maxwell looked at me that made me realise he deserved an explanation. "I was freezing, and there was no tea in the flask, so I took a sip. Just so I could sleep. Please, I wasn't trying to steal," I explained to Maxwell, and he nodded, indicating it was okay. "I won't take it again, I promise," I added, and he shook his head. "No, feel free to drink as much as you like," he said and left for his room, leaving me alone with Lucian, and a scowl found its way back on my face. Why won't he reject me already? Because there was no way I would accept my bond with the bastard. He just stared at me, and that was when I felt my feet were warm