Enzo’s POVI lay awake in the darkness, my head pounding, my heart throbbing. Memories of our time together flashed spitefully through my mind’s eye: seeing her for the first time at the Mating Ball, making love to her on the cliff’s edge, tracing her scars with my fingers and learning each broken, perfect piece of her. Seeing her again in the library after months apart. Yelling at her; being yelled at by her. It was messy and imperfect, but that made it all the more so.I loved her painfully. I hated that I’d let my temper get the better of me. Marla and Emila were both right – I was being selfish. That thought did the rounds every few minutes. Groaning, I rolled out of bed, chugged a stale glass of water that had been on the nightstand for at least a week, and then slowly moved over to the window. I pressed my clammy forehead to the cool glass, the condensation blurring with my sweat.“Fuck,” I muttered, banging my head gently against the pane. That brought back images of shattered
Scarlett’s POVTalking to Alpha Enzo – just Enzo, I corrected myself – had only served to make me more confused. He’d looked so sincere, so sad, when he’d told me it was his birthday. I couldn’t imagine loving someone, only to be forgotten.But, try as I might, I couldn’t remember him. And yet I could remember Ryker. Who was telling the truth? I had to believe it was Ryker, for he had no reason to lie. He’d always walked around like there was a pillow stuffed into the chest area of his shirt, but he was harmless. He was my Alpha. He had to be looking out for me.Something told me that wasn’t the case, though. I thought it had to be the mate bond, tugging me in Enzo’s direction more and more. That was why I found myself sneaking out on the evening of his birthday, after he thought I’d dozed off, to bake him a cake and pick him a bouquet of wildflowers.I’d crept back up to his floor in the pack house, wanting to use the smaller kitchen he had up there. I didn’t fancy answering the ceas
Enzo’s POVMedic Emila’s mental voice was flustered as it slid into my head via a mindlink. ‘Alpha Enzo! Alpha Enzo!’I groaned, rubbing a hand over my drawn face, and sat up. I’d stumbled upstairs to my cold, empty bed, noted that someone had been in here but not cared enough to investigate, and dropped face-first onto the covers. My bed smelled of Scarlett, like pine and wild berries, and I’d inhaled deeply. Twenty-three. It was the oldest I’d ever been, with the most cause to celebrate ever – my first birthday with my mate by my side – and yet it had been, by far, the worst.I sucked in another long, slow breath now. Her scent was still here, but fainter now, blurred with my own. My heart panged.‘Yes, Emila?’‘Scarlett isn’t in the medical centre. Please tell me she’s with you.’Fuck. Suddenly, I wasn’t tired anymore. I bolted upright and shot out of the bed, dragging a t-shirt and a woolly jumper on and shuffling into my discarded pair of jeans. I shivered at the touch of the co
Scarlett’s POVBy the time I was starting to calm down, I was completely, utterly lost. Chest heaving, I bent double and sucked in breath after breath until my head stopped spinning. I’d wandered aimlessly, too exhausted to run, too full of adrenaline to stop.I looked around desperately. The damn pine trees all looked the same. If I’d ever been out in these woods before, I couldn’t remember them. Enzo didn’t trust me. No, it was worse than that – he didn’t care about me. Me as I was now, anyway. There were these moments between us that I didn’t quite understand, moments where he looked at me like he was in love with me, but those looks were always tinged with frustration at best and, at worst, pain.Slowly, I stood up. I had to lean against a tree trunk to hold myself up. My eyelids were drooping, but I couldn’t fall asleep here; not in the middle of the forest with no sense of direction. Then again…It would be light when I woke up. I couldn’t even see the mountains now, and they w
Enzo’s POVDawn came, and there was still no trace of Scarlett.The search parties came and went with the same updates: areas of the forest had been disturbed, but the same evidence could mean that a deer or bear or even a real wolf had run through the undergrowth, trampling it and leaving behind strands of fur. I paced anxiously at the front of the pack house, waiting for Bennett to tell me something of use.I’d considered beating him up a fair few times to get the answers I needed, but Davin had reminded me that he could yet be useful. “He’ll be more inclined to help if his face is intact,” he’d said. I’d just pulled a face in return.I was pretty sure Bennett already could be helpful, but he was withholding information on purpose. Grinding my teeth, I chose to ignore him for what felt like the thousandth time that night.“There is something,” he muttered, his brow creasing. “Something… dark.”Okay – I couldn’t ignore him entirely. I huffed and shifted around so that my back was fa
Scarlett’s POV“Ryker,” I breathed, frozen to the spot. My wound throbbed. I felt each lance of it in that moment. “You aren’t safe here,” he whispered, glancing behind me. “I have somewhere safe I can take you.”I nodded. Ice splintered down my spine. Something told me not to trust him, but of course I had to. Who knew who else was lurking in these woods? “Okay,” I whispered back. “Then can you explain?”“Explain what?” He took my hand and started to lead me in a zig-zag pattern through the trees. “Everything.”* * *Ryker was silent as we wove through the woods. All I could hear was my heartbeat thundering through my body, ricocheting off my bones. I held back shudder after shudder, torn between wanting to rip my hand away and knowing my death or capture would be certain if I did.Eventually we reached a car. Ryker opened the door for me.“Thank you, Alpha,” I murmured. “Alpha?” He huffed out a quiet laugh. “It’s good to know you still respect me in that way. I know Alpha Enzo i
Enzo’s POV“He’s got us chasing our tails, Alpha.” Marla leant across the table, eyebrows raised, and flicked me with the end of her ponytail. I jerked up and frowned at her. “This has to stop.”I leant back in my chair, my brow still furrowed, until the front legs came up off the floor. We were in the meeting room downstairs, regrouping after yet another failed search party. Davin had sent scouts with another update – Bennett was travelling through Wales, a part of the world that had no connection to the Wolven Realms whatsoever. We’d expected him to go to Australia, Russia, or Argentina – not the United Kingdom. He’d spent a week in Scotland, a week in England, and was now tracking some old, long-forgotten legend through the Welsh valleys.I’d kept searching closer to home, aware that Bennett could be leading us away from Scarlett’s real location. Our search parties were spreading further and wider across the Canadian Realm, dipping down towards America. If one of the Chosen had her
Scarlett’s POVI exhaled sharply. “It was him? Alpha Enzo killed them?” I shuddered. No wonder nobody had wanted to tell me the truth.“I never understood how you were able to forgive him. I’m still yet to find my mate, of course, so I cannot know how strong the pull of the mate bond is.”“Very.” I gulped. “But I don’t think I’d be able to forgive that…” I trailed off, my brow puckering. “Then again, I don’t know who I am anymore. Not really.”“I wish I could help you with that, Scarlett, I really do. You’ve been in Moose Creek for a while now, so I don’t know what happened to you while you were there. But you were determined with me, eager to push yourself to fight for what was right. All you wanted was to make a home for yourself.” He shrugged. “We always got on well, especially as we grew closer once you’d moved into the pack house.” His fingers tapped out a staccato rhythm on the wheel, but his expression remained calm – almost flat. “You’ll learn who you are once you’re away from