113 | OF MAGIC UNTOLD

Scarlett’s POV

Guilt gnawed at my chest as Enzo left to interrogate Isaak alone, but there was something important I had to do. If Alpha Ryker was coming with most of the damned werewolf population at his heels, we needed more manpower than we had. Enzo could try to corral the rest of the Canadian Realm, but I had a horrible feeling that they would be less than eager to sacrifice themselves for him. His reputation preceded him – Hell, they might even think Ryker was a better man to fight for.

I had. I was Enzo’s mate, and I’d still fallen for Alpha Ryker’s pretty lies. If not for the mate bond, and the slim trickle of my memories returning to me, I wondered if I would ever have come home.

And I worried that some of the Canadian packs had already caved. We hadn’t known about the other Realms, though it made sense – from the gaps in my memory Enzo had filled in, Ryker had been apparently doing nothing, biding his time while he searched for me, for months. Our scouts had reported nothing