Novel & Cerita A Study In Scarlet Women

Scarlet's POV Weeks passed and I was already used to the new normal. Sharon has made my life very miserable. Gamma Tyler found his mate some weeks ago and I wished she was like Tyler. I don't know why these ladies crave so much power. When she came, she and Sharon clicked quickly. They made it a duty to make life miserable for me. So far, today has been going well. I went to the laundry to collect some of Sharon's clothes. I headed straight to her room to drop them off.

"You may have prepared, but have you ever actually done it yourself?" Scarlett raised her chin defiantly. "I may be young, but I'm not inexperienced. I learned some stuff while I was in Europe." Without warning, Romero's hand shot out and grabbed hold of Scarlett's right hand, pulling her towards him until their lips were almost touching. Scarlett struggled against him, but he held her firmly in place.

I looked at Scarlette with an expressionless face. What we discovered was just a piece of a large puzzle, I could tell that much, and I couldn't be surprised by what Liviana did. It was no different from what humans and paranormals did. They'll do anything to get what they want. Everyone is selfish and has greed living inside of them, and I couldn't judge solely on such little information. I sighed and sat on the ground, lowering my head sadly with my hands between my raised knees. "Women sure are desperate," Scarlette said, walking over to me. "She killed her friend to seize her husband and went scot-free,"

The other women stared at her. Aya raised her hands. "Look, guys, you've got the wrong bed. I don't know this creepy master of yours." Scarlet chuckled. "Not very smart, is she?" That was it. "Okay, lady. I'm smart enough not to dye my hair purple. Or to share a man with ten other women." The ladies reacted—some laughing, some offended. "Jon told me there was a man in your bed," Scarlet sneered. "You woke up and thought he was dead."

My wolf would party if that was the case. "I hope so." And I didn't want to hide my hope. Scarlet had always been a nuisance to us, especially me. Just because she was obsessed with Alpha Cedric made her do anything including small things that a professional doctor like her shouldn't do. "Moreover, she is beautiful. She can get any man she wants." My wolf snorted at the thought. "And I know a lot of men who want her." Yeah, that was true. But I understood that an ambitious woman like her would want to get a higher position than what she had now. Being a doctor was already a very glamorous profession and was desired by many werewolves, especially women. But maybe she did want to be a Luna.

For a moment, she just stared at me, like she’d forgotten what she wanted to say. “Oh—uh, yes,” she said finally, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I… saw a spider, and i don’t like that insect, I wanted you to help me kill it,” she said scratching the back of her neck. This woman is so funny, “Since the spider escaped, I will head back to the living room,” I said heading out quickly. I forced my self to watch Anime till day break and I left to my house. Aunt Stella offered to drive me home but I politely declined.

I was entertainment. I moved between the tables, gathering plates with trembling hands while conversations danced around me. Their whispers followed like hungry wolves. “Look at those arms. Like tree trunks.” “Margaret said she found food hidden in her room again.” “Disgusting. No wonder she can’t shift—what wolf would want that body?” My cheeks burned, but I kept loading the tray. Glass and plate clinked against the tray, and the sound produced covered most of their comments. “Careful with those,” Marcus called from across the room where he was busy entertaining a group of unmated females. “We all remember what happened to Mother’s antique vase.”

I just watched in horror as Scarlet removed the dagger from her shoulder wiping the blood on the dagger, on her shorts. Bones began breaking and soon Skylar was replaced by a big brown Wolf. I looked at scarlet's mom who had pride in her eyes. " You've got this Scarlet you can't let her beat you.." she yelled while I just stood there helplessly tears spilling out. Scarlet was busy cleaning the blood off the dagger not even looking at her opponent who was running at her full speed baring her teeth

Chapter 73 Scarlett couldn't stand the sight of the witch that had killed her beloved Elder Quin. She looked at the people around her, all of them were scared and standing in one place as the witch examined one of their own. Maybe they think she was some reasonable person that will listen to them and leave when she sees that they pose no threat to her. Naturally, she knew from experience that the possibility of the witch ever being reasonable is a zero to ten. There isn't any point in waiting while she searched and scrutinized someone else, she seemed drawn to the other girl and even that fact still made Scarlett sort of jittery. She could be planning something, she could be seeing something

I said sarcastically. “And, you did not change, even for a little bit. You still have the pride even if you know you're humiliated.” I scoffed. “Of course! I’m a woman with pride!” “Of course you do!” “Anyway, I'll go. I don’t want my day to be completely a bad day,” I said and turned my back on him. “You’re Agatha Tatiana Writz, right?” He said. My eyes widened. How did he!? “How did you know?!”