ALEXI couldn’t stop thinking about it, especially since it should be impossible.The charity event Blake and I had attended in Scarlett’s stead was boring as hell, but what made it truly hellish were the occasional painful pangs jabbing at my insides every now and then.At first, I thought the event was so boring that my body was physically reacting to it. But later on, I started to have flashes of memories I shouldn’t be privy to, blurred flashes of intertwined bodies that were engrossed in heated love making.With each memory flash came a deeper pain than the last.I had to steal away to the bathroom to dunk my face in water and relieve myself of the hot flashes, and the moment I pulled my face out from under the tap, it was like the scales fell from my eyes and the blurred images became slightly clearer.At least clear enough to show that the persons whose sexual act was disrupting my day were none other than Logan and Scarlett.Irritation. Jealousy. Fury.All of those emotions wo
SCARLETT Tomorrow, everything would be fine. Mom and I had been rehearsing her confession for the past four days or so, and we’d finally gotten a hang of it without her breaking into tears mid sentence. I was genuinely proud of her and how far she’d come, accepting her faults and making amends wasn’t something she usually did. We’d also bonded over the past few days and started to see each other as friends rather than mother and daughter and it was such a refreshing turn of events for both of us, I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us as our bond strengthened. A smile was plastered on my face while I stared at the mirror and thought things over. However, that smile immediately faltered and morphed into dread when I heard a woman’s shrieking scream from downstairs followed by a loud thud. Curious, I threw on the first shirt I laid eyes on and hurried downstairs to find out what chaos had broken loose. When I got to the main door, I spotted it ajar with a maid’s bo
BlAKEI was watching Logan and Alex uncover truths I already knew of like they were mysteries.The guilt and shame that had been eating me out since the black boxes with severed heads arrived our doorstep had worsened to a critical level that was killing me. I could feel chips of my heart and soul being pulled apart as I lived as a traitor in the midst of the people whose suffering I had a hand in.“The murders were traced to the shahato pack this morning,” Logan groaned, anger shining in his eyes as he shifted uncomfortably at the edge of our deceased father’s study desk.“Yeah, the security team forwarded the memo to me as well, I gathered that it was a threatening act that was meant to serve as a warning or something,” Alex who was pacing furiously from one end of the office to another added.“Not just any warning, the worst kind that signals chaos is about to be let loose. And from what I’ve been told by other pack Alphas, the Shahato pack is preparing for an uprising,” Logan sigh
BLAKEI knocked again, despite being ignored every single time that I had in the past four days. “Scarlett, sweetheart,” I breathed, leaning against her door and not caring that it was creasing my nearly ironed suit, “I and the guys are heading out for a council meeting, please eat some of the chicken soup I made you, and call if you need anything while we're out.”I heard something drop and I gasped, “Are you okay in there, baby?” When she didn't respond, I sighed, a fresh bout of shame and guilt drowning me. I was the reason for her pain, for everyone’s pain in this house, and I didn't even deserve a response from her in all fairness. “Let her ride this wave at her own pace, Blake,” Logan said while walking past me, “We’re late for the council meeting, so come down now,” he called out loudly as he ran down the stairs. I swallowed hard before turning around and going after him, faintly hearing Alex’s voice in the living room as I made my way. Unlike myself, Alex and Logan engage
SCARLETTLife over the week had been a painful blur. One that was caused by the endless tears I’d shed upon losing my mother right before we formed a real bond. I stayed locked in my room, having no appetite and no desire to interact with any thing asides my kindle tablet. But today, I had to face the Vaughn brothers again, as well as their pack, because it was my mom and Alpha Vaughn’s joint funeral. It was hard not to relive the pain I’d been struggling to heal from in the last few days, but there was no way I’d miss a chance to say farewell to my mother, so I decided to only replay the amazing and dear memories of her last days for the rest of the afternoon. Smiling weakly, I looked at my straight black dress with a sweetheart neckline one last time before throwing on a black church crown and heading out of my room for the first time in forever. My heart aches to walk down the stairs knowing my mother would never walk them again, but I refused to cry anymore. I’d even run out
SCARLETTI blinked once. Twice. Thrice. It had to be a dream, I must've drifted asleep without noticing it, and that sound was nothing but a vivid echo from my dream. All I had to do was pinch myself hard enough to wake up fu—“Oh my god!” I shrieked, cut off when I heard a much louder and closer explosion. It’s not a fucking dream, Scarlett, get your ass up and get out of this house, My wolf cautioned when I remained glued to the bed. I stayed put for a while, too grief-stricken to move a muscle. But the moment I heard heavy grunting downstairs, I jumped out of bed and threw on the first thing I could find before rushing out of my room. The only reason I found that energy was because I sensed that those grunts belonged to the Vaughn brothers and I couldn't just sit back without knowing if they were okay, it didn't matter whether I was grieving or thriving. “Scarlett, go back inside!” Logan yelled as soon as I reached the stairway. I paused in my tracks, taken aback by the rogue
SCARLETT Blake had been treating me like goddess whose feet dare not touch the ground in the last few days, and I absolutely loved it. As Logan had predicted, he healed the next morning after downing the potion so I didn't even have to tend to him as I’d assumed there’d be need for. Blake was in turn helping me through my grieving process by taking every day as gently as I required. We weren't getting sexually active, and yet, the fleeting kisses and warm hugs he was always throwing my way made me feel closer to him than ever. Still, Alex and Logan made sure they were never out of my heart or mind by constantly checking up on me and sending lovely care packages to Blake’s new cafe branch since the other was still being fixed after an attack and they didn't have Blake’s home address. Nothing could stop the Vaughn men from being there for me, it was such a precious feeling to be adored by them. With their help, the pain of my mother’s death grew lighter and lighter by the day. I wr
SCARLETTI walked closer to the screen, my legs wobbling with every step.A dizzy feeling struck and made my head throb when I confirmed that it was indeed my name on the header of the document Blake was signing. My charming, blameless, thoughtful, bubbly, free-spirited Blake?No, it couldn’t be.“Yes, it could and it has been, dear,” Harland responded, making me realize that I’d said that thought out loud.I knew I shouldn’t ask for more, but I couldn’t help it, “And what’s this long game operation about? There has to be a good reason Blake was part of it, he couldn’t have been paid to betray me, he has enough to last him and generations to come.”That was my attempt at convincing myself that he was innocent, that he was nothing but the amazing man I’d come to love and care for.“You might want to sit down for this, judging from how hard you’re swimming in denial, you’ll drown real quick if you remain on your feet,” Harland was making himself awfully comfortable on the couch as he sp
SCARLETT “How many minutes apart are your contractions?” “Can you feel the pups crowning already?” “Should I get the midwives?” My husbands circled around me like vultures readying their prey, asking me a million and one questions like I was not as clueless about childbirth as they were. They’d read a library worth of childbirth and parenting books from the moment I found out I was pregnant and yet they were as nervous as a completely ignorant parent would be. “Stop hovering over her, please,” Hyacinth sighed and rolled her eyes as she walked into the birthing room, “the birthing process will begin any moment and I’ll need you all to either be quiet and or absent so I can get to work.” They all murmured amongst each other before finally falling quiet. “I’m going to give you a mild anesthetic so you don’t feel a thing and sleep through it, alright?” she turned to me with a kind smile and I nodded. I felt nerves already wrecking my body upon hearing that, I was reminded of the c
LOGANThree long yet amazing months went by and the D-day finally arrived. I couldn’t believe that I was about to be married to Scarlett and it seemed that neither Blake nor Alex could believe it seeing how nervous they were while getting dressed for the ceremony. We’d watched her become the best version of herself in the last three months and judging from all the power and potential she radiated, even three Vaughn men might not be enough of a match for her. Still, I was beyond elated to see what a marriage as unique as ours had in store for us in the coming years. And for the rest of our lives. “I still can’t figure this shit out!” Blake whined as he wrongly knotted his tie for the hundredth time and Alex and I laughed at him. “If you’re too nervous to knot your tie, maybe you should just sit out the wedding ceremony,” Alex teased him. “Yeah, it’s a small wedding anyways. We’ll just add your name to the marriage certificate and crop you into the pictures for the wedding album,” I
SCARLETTWe did it? “Yeah, we fucking did it,” Logan’s excited response made me realize that I’d asked that question out loud instead of in my head as I’d assumed. “And that’s only because you had the balls to put yourself on the line when we weren’t willing to take that risk,” Alex added, flipping a pancake effortlessly with a slight tilt of the pan. Inwardly, I rolled my eyes at his stellar skills, wondering how he was able to pull that off when I couldn’t even do it while carefully using a frying spoon. “I’m going to take a wild guess and say that you’re no longer focused on our victory over the Shahato and you’re now hating on everyone that can make a proper pancake unlike you,” Blake said through a chuckle. I narrowed my eyes at him, picking a grape off my plate and throwing it at his head for teasing me. “Ow!” he exclaimed when it hit his forehead. “Serves you right,” I grinned before taking a generous bite of my sandwich. That led to back and forth banter, and as much a
SCARLETTAgain, they’d come to my rescue at the perfect moment.Unlike the last time, I refused to lose faith in them, so seeing them was more than an answered prayer, it was the confirmation of a truth I’d been steadfastly holding unto.I felt relief course through my entire body as the army pounced on the Shahato warriors, shifting to their wolf form and ripping our enemies apart before they had the chance to rejoice over my burnt corpse.Suddenly, the regret I felt when I was thrown into the portal that brought me here washed away and I was pleased with myself for following through with the baiting plan that brought us this far. I had a feeling that after this battle, we’d finally know peace and harmony instead of the chaos and despair we’d had to endure for months now.I was so lost in imagining a time of calm and quiet that I even forgot that fire was slowly creeping towards me as the altar behind me burnt away. It was when I smelt thick fumes suffocating me that I looked behind
LOGANI still felt shitty and stupid for how immature I’d acted when Scarlett disappeared behind that godforsaken portal.Blake didn’t deserve to be choked so heartlessly when all he did was keep me from breaking my foot to pieces—because believe me, that was my intention when I started kicking that rock. Yet, he’d stopped me from hurting myself foolishly and I repaid him like an absolute asshole.I knew I’d apologized, but it didn’t seem enough so I made a mental note in the back of my mind to make it up to him somehow after we rescued Scarlett.“Guys! Over here! Quickly!” Hyacinth called out to me and my brothers and we rushed to where she was bent over on the floor and holding a glass shard.“What did you find? Please give us some good news,” Alex practically begged as he crouched beside her.“Their sorcerer must’ve mistakenly dropped this while closing the portal in a hurry, and now I know exactly where those bastards took her,” she jumped to her feet and Alex followed suit.“Wher
ALEXFan–fucking–tastic!This bloody plan blew up in our faces just like I’d predicted it would. Those cunning bastards just zapped our mate through a portal and I couldn’t feel her through the bond from the moment they disappeared into it.I guessed that neither Blake nor Logan could feel her either because they equally seemed like they were going mad.“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck this!” Logan yelled on the top of his voice while kicking a rock repeatedly until I heard a toe snap and blood started to ooze from his boot.That didn’t stop him though, he kept spitting profanities and angrily kicking the rock until Blake ran towards him and dragged him away from the rock and set him on the floor.“What the hell is wrong with you, Logan? How the hell does that fix shit!?” Blake leaned forward, placing his hands on both knees while screaming right into Logan’s face.Instead od answering, Logan reached out and gripped Blake’s neck and started to twist it with rage burning in his eyes. I immediat
SCARLETTThe morning of the full moon had finally arrived, and just like everyone else, I hoped that things went according to plans.None of us could handle any surprises because the chances of the plan going smoothly hinged on us being in complete control. To ensure that nothing went wrong, Hyacinth got a team of sorcerers to cast truth spells on the army in a bid to uncover any hidden spies from the Shahatos.Once we confirmed that every warrior was loyal to us, we finally let them in on the plan for the first time since we’d hatched it.Afterwards, Blake and Alex guided them through morning drills and helped them memorize the parts of the plan they were instrumental to, Logan and I kept Hyacinth company while she and her group of sorcerers did a location spell.Unlike the former location spells they’d casted to locate me when I was captured, this was much more likely to work because she’d used the blood of the prisoners that were recently executed. She assured us that with a team o
SCARLETTOnce again, Hyacinth had to come to our aid.We rushed Alex home and called her to come by the house as soon as possible. After ten minutes that felt like an eternity, she finally arrived and got to work on speeding up his healing. She explained that he invested wolfsbane and that’s why he wasn’t healing even after Blake and Logan cleaned and bandaged his wounds properly as soon as we got home.Hyacinth fed him some potions, but when they didn’t work, she told us that the wolfsbane had been in his system for far too long so she would need a powerful spell to magically detox him of it so his wolf could heal.While she convened with the powers that be on the required spell for such a crucial procedure, I paced the entire room worriedly while saying prayers to the moon goddess and ignoring the words of comfort being thrown my way from Logan and Blake.For some reason, I still felt fractions of the fear and pain I felt when I thought he was going to take his life just to prove a
SCARLETTAn hour passed and I immediately rallied Logan and Blake into the car to go in search of Alex. The longer we went without being able to contact or find him, the more I regretted listening to Logan and Blake instead of my wolf.And now because of my negligence, we were all worried out of our minds for Alex.It was almost nightfall and neither of us could reach or find him still. And believe me, we’d tried everything we could possibly think of. Logan tried to track his phone but his men found it dumped in a roadside bin and had no other means of tracing where he went from there because the traffic cams in that area were all busted.After that dead end, we’d all gone around the city in search of him but we couldn’t pick up his scent talk less of find his car.Normally, we’d have assumed that he was just somewhere blowing off steam and stayed home to wait on him. But ever since the marking ritual, we had a much stronger bond and could feel each other’s emotions and a while ago we