HARRISON CAGE :I was on my way to make a report to the Alpha, my old friend, when I collided with a woman who caught my attention by simply being there. Those who had known me since before I was born, or at least since my birth, would say that I fell for her because she reminded me of a certain person. Scarlett De Luca.After our brief encounter, I longed to see her again, to hear her voice at least. I had never cared much for another being until her. Words cannot describe the way she made me feel.Subtly, yet desperately, I would pass by the Alpha's chambers just to see if she would come out or something. I wanted to step in to catch a glimpse of her, but the Alpha's glare deterred me at first.I was content with seeing her leave work. I was content with Sophie rambling loudly about how cool Scarlett was to the Beta. I was fine until Logan captured her. That was when all my morale disappeared. I, a man who was said to never glance at another woman, not even once, was filled with rag
SCARLETT :"Breathe, Scar, I'm begging you," Sophie said tearfully, covering me with more clothing than I had on earlier.I wanted to reach for the anxiety pills Lucinda recommended to me, but I couldn't let Sophie know how much I was affected. It would kill her, I just knew it. My sister's sanity was important. If she knew everything, she'd go berserk, perhaps even more than my father would.On second thought, my father would try to bring down the whole world. Nonetheless, it was something I had to hide for good measure.I focused on what my therapist taught me."It's not real. It's not real.""Water," I called out, my throat dry and scratchy from all the tension."What's going on?" Cage barged into the locker/dressing room."She needs water," my twin replied frantically. Cage bolted in and out, returning with a bottle of room temperature water that I gulped down instantly.When I calmed down, questions set in like some paparazzi invasion."Did he hurt you?""What did he say?""I'm s
SCARLETT :"Can you stop?!" I groaned. "People are looking.""I'm only letting you go because my best friend is obsessed with you, and because you're Pet's twin.""I'm not a pet.""Anyway," Cage interrupted. "We're going for lunch. You can continue your meaningless banter away from the pack house staff. Imagine if this ends up in the national paper one day.""I'm okay with it. It's not easy being the only person who can put Big Rock here in his place.""Don't call me that," the Beta rejected."Stop calling me Pet, and I'll think about it." Sophie joined Cage and me. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go get lunch.""I'm coming," Beta replied."I don't think this is a good idea.""Me too," Cage replied."Then why is he coming?" I asked, bewildered."It's Zharn. He'll show up uninvited and get forgiven because he's the Beta. More importantly, he has great access to VIP places. Places people are too scared to invite me to because I have a grim face."I looked over my shoulder. "They're stil
SCARLETT :"I'm so sorry," Sophie teared up. "I should've never allowed him to come.""It's okay. The Beta isn't someone you can stop no matter how hard you try," Cage told her."Scarlett..." Her voice quivered."Soph, I'm fine. I just needed a moment.""Hurry. I know he'll let you go with him before his car gets here," Cage urged her. "I'll bring her to work.""I promise there's nothing between us," she mentioned as though that was what was on my mind.My sister was lying, and I knew it.I did not want to force her to speak when I was hiding from her too. We deserved the truth from each other, and when the time comes, we'd let it all out over mint chocolate chip ice cream."Don't let what he said get to you. When it comes to Jax, Zharn doesn't think. They are like brothers to each other.""Weren't you three brothers till I came along? I always ruin things." No matter how much it hurt and I wanted to cry, the tears would not fall. I hadn't shed tears when I wanted to in a while."That
SCARLETT :Lucinda had her back facing me next to her office chair. Her office was large, with the wall facing outside covered in clear glass so that no one outside could see what was going on inside, and the walls in the building were made of white concrete. In the center of her office was a four-seater, definitely good for sleeping, two two-seaters opposite each other, and a three-seater opposite the four-seater, all painted cream. The walls of her office, not the ones with glass, had all sorts of nature paintings around.She had actual roses with their thorns trimmed, along with other pretty flowers and a purple hibiscus. In contrast to the ambiance she owned, Lucinda was, well, unhinged for a therapist."Scarlett, dear," she turned to face me as if she had practiced the way she'd say my name upon my entrance. A small smile wisped around her mouth."Lucinda," I replied in kind."I was not expecting you until Friday. What troubles you?" She inquired, gesturing to the three-seater.Y
SCARLETT :"Remember what happened is in the past. It is no longer real. You should not let it determine your future or be a part of you. You are your own person, Scarlett. Do not let the one who harmed you take control over your being," she questioned. "How frequent are your nightmares, and are there any new symptoms you go through?""The nightmares come suddenly. Before, I could not close my eyes without seeing my perpetrator's face, but now I can. Once anything triggers the memory within me and I close my eyes at night, all I can see...""Look at me," Lucinda said. "Where are you?""Your office," she nodded. "Exactly, you must not allow your mind to wander back to that dark room. You are no longer there; you are here.""He hasn't been caught," my voice faded. "What if he returns?""I can only tell you that if you allow him to have power over you in your absence, he would want to take advantage of that in the future.""I'm taking combat training at the pack house," I informed her."
JAX:I begrudgingly made up my mind to give Scarlett the space she needed, even if it cost me my peace of mind. What if she falls for Cage? That should be the last thing on my mind, especially when I had mountains of papers to sign."It's been a while since you had to pull an all-nighter for work," my best friend commented, sitting beside my personal assistant Hensley, who was helping me review documents.That should be Zharn's cue, but he said he had been working all day. I wasn't going to hold it against him. He has been covering for me lately, especially with me doing my research on what to do with my relationship."Yeah, it's draining," I groaned.As the Alpha with special powers greater than the rest of the members of my pack, I was not bound to get physically drained quickly. That did not cover the rest of my being because mentally I was spent."What is this?" I raised a document, almost squeezing it into a molded paper. "Fifty million tan?" Tan was the name of our currency. "Fo
JAX:My plan to examine the pros and cons of my future actions remained. Will marrying Scarlett ruin the pack? Will it cause internal conflict, creating an opening for our multiple enemies to invade? All those things plagued my mind, which is why I picked out three wise and calm elders to advise me on the matter.Elder Lorn, Elder Caelum, and Elder Vince.My father trusted them to handle matters when things got too tough for him and his Beta to handle. My chamber had a private soundproof meeting room efficient for days like this.I mentally had not recovered from my all-nighter and cut down extravagant budgets. I still had to have a word with my mother about her annual budget. I was yet to build up the pack's revenue income to surpass where my grandfather raised it to.The room was designed to be a mini conference section, with wooden chairs lined up in a curve taking three steps and my seat right in front, with that of the Luna and Beta's beside mine. The elders sat right in the fron
SOPHIE:I thought everything was going great. We've had the best time in a long time. A farmhouse, friends our age, good dates with Zharn. Not until Cage told me that Scarlett had another nightmare.It gave me the feeling that her situation was more than what she let on. A part of her was tied to that memory.I paced around as Papa settled more bills regarding his small pastry shop building. He wanted to give it a countryside look, hence what he wanted it to be made of nice wood."Sophie, come help me," Mom asked for my assistance with milking Sally and Molly. Side effects of the farm life. She pointed to the shed. "Can you go feed Brownie?""Mom, you know she only likes you.""And Cage," she added."Exactly, which is why you should feed. I'll milk Sally."We continued the argument until she agreed to get it done herself, and that, kids, is how you dodge chores or swap whichever.My phone vibrated in my pocket, and as soon as I saw the caller ID, I thought the cows needed a break."He
SCARLETT :As Cage promised, he was there in three hours. I confided in Sophie about Lucinda and lied to my parents about filing in some information at the culinary school."Thank you for coming to pick me up. I shouldn't have yelled at you." I did my best to face my actions."I deserved to be yelled at," he replied, facing the road.No, Cage. You do not deserve it one bit.I closed my eyes and let the breeze from the weather carry me away.And I'm back in front of the tall building that hosts Lucinda's office."Scarlett!" Miss Kim ran to embrace me.She's still cheerful. She's so lucky. Last time I saw her, we were talking about a Channing Hayton movie."Miss Kim." I embraced her. Cage waited for me in his car like he always does."I'm so happy to see you. Well, I shouldn't be because you shouldn't be coming here again..." She went on and on. "Let me inform Dr. Lucinda of your arrival."She left me alone in the waiting room, and suddenly I missed her. I didn't want to be left alone.
SCARLETT :It's dark.I'm tied up.It's the devil.He's Logan.I can't breathe.I can't move.He's dragging my hair.He's breaking my spirit.He's ripping off my clothes."Let me go!" I finally scream, feeling all muddy and sweaty, flailing in desperation. "Let me go!"He doesn't.He laughs at my displeasure.His eyes glint with victory.He's going to kill me."No. No. No." I open my eyes.I'm alive.There's light.I'm not bound.But I can't breathe.I'm sweating.I'm crying.My heart is pounding.I pant, I have to, my life depends on it.I fumble with my phone and call Cage.He picks up on the fifth ring."Goodness, Scarlett," he breathes into the phone. "Are you okay? It's two in the morning.""I need Dr. Lucinda's number. Now!" My teeth chatter."Scarlett, are you okay?""Cage, give me her number!" I'm agitated, frustrated, and still cannot breathe properly."Fuck, okay." Cage cusses, he rarely does.And in no time, he sends it.I dial her number immediately.Sixth ring."Who's thi
SCARLETT :Harrison Cage, you are a witch! The chickens stayed calm as he fed them, but he witnessed as they tried to come for me, so I guess he understands the reason why I was that scared."They don't like you very much," he pointed out."Gee. Thanks," I said flatly."Aw, c'mon Scarlett De Luca, are you mad at your good friend?" He feigned sadness."Yes, I am. Said good friend just laughed at my misery.""And said good friend is now apologizing," he bowed with his hand to his head."Jeez, Cage! I held him by his shoulders, lifting his upper body. "Never do that again," I said, dead serious."I won't.""Good.""There's one last thing I need you to do," I said, my eyes glinting with mischief.I gave Cage a bucket of water for Brownie and stood outside her little stable.He came back with his face moist, absolutely disgusted. He smelled like a horse. "She licked my face," he grimaced."Aw, Brownie likes you a lot. That's nice," I wiggled my brows at him."Don't," he warned him.It was
SCARLETT :The past days and weeks have been utter bliss. Life has never been so fulfilling. It almost feels too good to be true. I'm thrilled. I'm scared.Pushing the negatives aside, I remember Lucinda's words.My therapist.Cage said she was hospitalized, but she's recovered just fine and hasn't quit the profession. I was glad. Lucinda was a darling. I hope she never quits."Sophie," my father's voice reaches the room from downstairs.Right. We were supposed to hand out free pastries to the neighborhood as goodwill. Papa's pastry shop was coming into good view, and boy, was I excited for it. Sophie must be up already. I texted Jax into the night. I feel like an actual teenager now. Late-night calls and texting. I loved those activities quite a lot. It's an understatement to say I am not quite fond of them.I got off my bed, looked into my mirror, at my tattoo. My parents don't understand it yet. I have to tell them at some point.I brushed my teeth, had a shower, changed into a gra
SCARLETT :We grabbed some food first and played some outdoor games before heading to the arcade. The neon lights of the arcade cast a colorful glow as Sophie squealed, jumping up and down."It looks just like in the images," I said, delighted that it met our expectations."Right?" Sophie beamed."What games shall we play first?" Zharn asked."I vote air hockey, unless you guys are scared wimps," my twin pointed to Jax and me."What about your boyfriend?" I arched my brows."Nah, Zharn has never and will never be a scared wimp.""Thank you, baby," he leaned down and pecked her cheek."Well, my girlfriend and I aren't scared wimps. Air hockey is too easy."I blushed at Jax's retort. We weren't dating yet.We decided to play as teams: Team Jax and Scarlett and Team Zharie. I can't with their name combination."We won! We beat you two!" Sophie declared, pointing at Jax and me. My mouth hung open in betrayal at the air hockey table."You cheated," I fumed."You both just suck," Zharn grin
SCARLETT :The day was upon us. The day we had all been waiting for.Our double date!I stared at the neatly wrapped box on my bed, my band inscribed on a smooth, precise script. A single deep red rose rested on top, its petals velvety and rich in color. Sophie’s box sat beside hers, wrapped in soft blue ribbon, a pale pink rose accompanying it."Do you think they actually picked these out themselves?" Sophie asked, holding the delicate flower between her fingers, her blonde curls bouncing as she turned to me.I smirked, running my fingers over the sleek black leather jacket inside the box. "I don't know, but it looks so good. They probably had Sir Hensley help them. I've always wanted a new leather jacket. It's designer. I hope it didn't cost a fortune. I have to treat Jax to corn dogs and burgers at the amusement park."Sophie gasped, dramatically clutching her heart. "Blasphemy. Zharn has good taste. I believe he picked these out himself." She pulled out a silky baby blue off-shoul
SCARLETT :So far, so good. The move was going nicely for us. The people were kind, and there were others our age who were AMAZING. Dad had enlisted a few people to help build a nice, cozy wooden pastry shop.My father was such a hard worker. We were currently hanging out with our new friends.José, Elena, Adrianne, Estelle, Jean, Lennie, and Courte.It took me three whole days to memorize their names.This side of town had a lot to offer, though it wasn't as beautiful as our pack's Capital since the majority of the population here was filled with lowborns, as the nobles would call us.Elena invited us to watch a movie. Her parents were well-to-do, owning a flourishing timber business. Not huge, but doing alright. Her parents were out, and we were all just chilling with popcorn and soda.Sophie had had a couple of hangouts with friends before, so she knew what to say or do. I had always been more reserved; hence, it was the first time I had tried putting in effort to associate with ot
SCARLETT :The farmhouse sat at the end of a winding dirt road, nestled between rolling green fields and a thick tree line. It was a sturdy two-story home, built with warm brown timber and stone, standing strong as if it had weathered years of seasons. The wraparound porch had wooden railings, a few rocking chairs, and flower pots spilling over with bright daisies and lavender. A wind chime swayed gently, adding a soft melody to the sounds of nature.Past the house, the land stretched wide, dotted with trees that swayed under the afternoon sun. A fenced pasture sat to the side, where a chestnut horse grazed peacefully, flicking its tail. A few cows stood lazily in the shade of an old oak tree, chewing grass without a care in the world. Closer to the barn, goats wandered near a wooden pen, occasionally headbutting each other in playful mischief. Chickens pecked at the dirt, their soft clucking blending with the distant croak of a frog near a small pond at the edge of the property. A pa