Enzo’s POVScarlett wrinkled her nose as she waved a hand down at her bloodied front. “I’m going to have a shower. Then I guess we’d better call a meeting with him.”It was like before, I thought, like when she’d suggested an Omega show Bennett to one of our guest rooms. A double punch – she’d not only taken the lead and made that suggestion, but she’d said our guest rooms, too. Not mine. Not Moose Creek’s. Ours.I could feel my brow furrowing slightly, but I couldn’t seem to smooth my features out. I just kept staring at her, jarred. For a wolf without a wolf, who had been an Omega less than a year ago, Scarlett seemed to have a real knack for leadership. Hell, I hated that she’d called Bennett and not told me about it – but she’d taken charge and made a huge decision that would affect not only our pack, but wolves in all four of the Realms.Proud of her as I was, awed as I felt, it didn’t change the fact that she’d gone behind my back on this. Even if I didn’t fucking hate Bennett a
Scarlett’s POVI kept pacing, needing to move to be able to think clearly. “Okay, but if he does attack another Wolven Realm first,” I pointed out, “he’ll have a bigger army when he reaches the Canadian Realm. Right?”Bennett bit his lip before saying, “Yes.”“You’ve made it quite clear that you know what’s coming. You managed to leave messages everywhere for us to find; if you could manage that, you should be able to tell us, plainly, what we need to do.”He grinned. “There we go. It only took a few weeks.” He eyed me pointedly. “This was the best outcome, by the way. You always left me in Adelaide. Well – there were a couple of potential futures where you didn’t, but they ended… badly.”I huffed. “You wanted me to leave.” It wasn’t a question.“I did. Nobody can persuade anyone to do anything; you had to grow to trust yourself, and your powers, on your own.”Suddenly I was back in the alleyway, hearing the squeal of tyres straining to stop, the creak of footsteps inching down the tr
Enzo’s POVThe blood drained from my face. My heart pounded so loud and so hard that all I could hear was its rapid beats. I should never have stayed. Eavesdropping never brought good news, did it? I’d been a fool.And yet I couldn’t bring myself to regret listening in on Scarlett’s conversation with Bennett. I should’ve trusted her to tell me, should’ve trusted him to make me aware of anything I really needed to know, but… I didn’t.I’d thought we were fixing things between us, but I knew now that there was something seriously broken in our bond. I mean, she still hadn’t said she loved me back - that had to mean something, didn’t it? I screwed my face up, pressing my clenched fists against my cheeks. All of me hurt. I was breaking her trust now, just as she’d broken mine. Fuck. All of this was just… well, that. It was all fucked. And now she was going to have to sacrifice herself to stop Alpha Ryker. Just when we’d had a taste of what our life together might look like, with her taki
Scarlett’s POVI had to die to stop Alpha Ryker. That knowledge rattled my bones, tried to force me to my knees. It made me want to give up. I spoke coldly to Bennett, laughed without amusement, and I wondered why I'd ever bothered to try.Because what was even the point? Everything I’d ever had, Ryker had taken it from me. That was the relentless pattern of my cursed life, and it seemed it would continue into my death, too.Bennett kept talking. I responded, but I wasn’t truly there. My head was pounding. Not fair, not fair, not fair. I wasn’t in control. Had I ever been?Not fair, not fair, not fair –I’d thought I’d been working towards my happy ending. My damned well deserved happy ending. And it was all for nothing! Even if we won, I lost. Again. Fate must be having a field day with me, I thought. A real party time. I stared out at the grey sky, narrowing my eyes. Fucking fate. It was a joke. A sick, twisted joke. I wrung my hands together; they were starting to tingle. I clench
Enzo’s POVMy paws slapped hard against the damp earth as I rounded the final corner. My claws dug in, stopping me from slipping as I skidded too fast towards the pack house. I could see Marla waving frantically at me, Davin standing still and stoic with a furrowed brow beside her. This couldn’t be good.Panic gnawed at every part of me. Why did it always have to be my Scarlett? Why did it always have to happen to us? At least, for now, I was moving. It had always been easier for me to channel my feelings into movement, and the run from the woods to here hadn’t calmed me, but they had kept me sane. I could do this. Then I saw her, and I knew that I couldn’t.I shoved my paws forward and slammed to a halt.Scarlett lay on the ground at a strange angle, her limbs bent the wrong ways, her head canted back. Her face was pale, bloodless, with sharp hollows under her closed eyes. Her lips were parted and tinged blue at their centre. Smashed glass surrounded her, some sticking out of her a
Scarlett’s POVI opened my eyes to a strange and unfamiliar room. Linoleum floors, white bedspreads, cots lining the walls. It was dark outside, but someone had left the curtains open by my bed. I liked having the curtains open at night. The stars in the Outback were always beautiful, untouched by the light pollution of the human cities.The weight on my bed shifted. I glanced over – And saw a man asleep beside me. He was carefully arranged atop the covers, his hand reaching for my side but not quite touching, his legs parallel to mine but not quite twined with them. He was handsome, with dark hair falling over his forehead, tousled by sleep but still sleek. Stubble coated his jaw, a little longer than he usually wore it. I frowned. How did I know that?I tried to sit up and grunted. My whole body hurt. It felt like I’d been hit by a truck, over and over and over again. Sighing softly, I settled back down against the pillows. This didn’t look like the pack hospital in Desert Oak. May
Enzo’s POVA month. I’d waited a month to speak to my mate again, to see her beautiful, sea-green eyes looking back at me. I’d waited a month to hold her, to tell her how much I loved her, to tell her that she was beautiful, and perfect, and that I’d support her in everything she ever did. I ached to touch her, to hold her, and at last I could.It had been a month of Hell. Of agonising over everything I’d said and done before she’d been hurt. Of going every every choice I’d made, every action, until I didn’t know up from down or right from wrong. I was just sure that I’d fucked up somewhere along the way.Bennett had kept me updated on Alpha Ryker’s movements but had otherwise, and very wisely, stayed away from me. I didn’t know if I blamed him still, but seeing his face almost always made me furious. He’d been the last person with Scar, and he hadn’t even tried to stop this from happening. Now, despite his powers, he was as good as useless with letting me know when she’d wake up. Or
Scarlett’s POV“Beetle. Coffin. Bird. Fly.”I cleared my throat and repeated, “Beetle, coffin, bird, fly.”The Medic nodded. “Very good, Scarlett. Now: land, doctor, earth, blood.”A tiny furrow appeared between my eyebrows. “Land, doctor, earth, blood.”“Very well done. Here.” She passed me a sheet of paper, upon which was a list of hastily written, but neat, words. “I’ll time you. You have thirty seconds to memorise the words, and then I want you to turn the paper over and write down as many of them as you can remember. Got it?”“Yeah.” My heartbeat picked up. I’d always enjoyed exams before, had enjoyed pushing myself to do as well as I could, but this had real life consequences beyond my grades. I needed to do well. I needed my memory to be intact. I needed this affliction to be short-term.“Okay. Your time starts now.”I grabbed the paper and stared at it so intensely that my eyes started to burn. Biting my lip, I recited the list of words over and over.“Time’s up, Scarlett. Fli