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
Enzo’s POVI stayed out all night with Marla and Davin, caught between human and wolf forms, drinking until the world started to spin inside my head. Emila kept calling for me, begging through a mindlink for me to come and talk to her, to come and be with Scarlett and answer the questions she couldn’t – didn’t want to, more like, I thought. When she came out to find me, though, as we were heading back to the pack house, I lost my temper. I felt like I was dangling from a cliff’s edge by a thin thread, and knowing she’d left Scarlett alone, to fend for herself, snapped the thread in two. It was guilt, more than anything else, but I needed an outlet, and Emila had just provided the perfect one.“You left her!” I roared, curling my hand into a fist. “Why have you come to find me when you should be caring for her?”“I am a medical professional, Alpha; you are her mate. I have done my due diligence. Isaak is with her, sending me constant updates. Perhaps I did leave a little quickly – lik
Scarlett’s POV“They’re lying to you,” said Ryker. “Listen – don’t talk. Anyone could overhear. They’re all in on it, Scarlett.”A jolt shot through me. Last I remembered, Ryker was about to be made the Alpha of our pack. But if my hazy memories ended roughly four years ago, then he’d been the Alpha for a while. I swallowed hard. Why was he calling? Was he trying to save me?I glanced at the Omega. He had his eyes squeezed shut and his fingers in his ears. His lips trembled – no, he was talking to himself, muttering la, la, la, over and over to himself to block out the sound of my call. That didn’t seem like the behaviour of a villain. Did it?“You only know what they’ve told you. But Scarlett, you are being held by Alpha Enzo of the Moose Creek pack. You know his reputation. You’ve heard the rumours. I am your Alpha, and you are a member of my pack. The Desert Oak pack.” He cleared his throat. “He’s taken your memories. He did this to you. But don’t worry. I am coming to rescue you.