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Scarlett's pov.The commotion dies down immediately and not a word rings out from the small gathering of werewolves.The sight before us is an unpleasant one and confusion courses through my veins. The warrior wolves present all give the Ironclaw salute to their Alpha and when Roman stares back at them, it’s hard and dark. His voice is foreboding as he asks again. “What is the meaning of this? Why is my Beta in chains?”I feel unsureness ripple through the small crowd. It’s surprising to me because I'm sure I felt a lot of tension rising off them a second ago.Fenrir releases a low growl and I see the shiver that runs through the members of the pack present. Their silence is suspicious and I can tell Roman is having none of it.Before he can bark at them in anger properly I walk over to the nearest warrior and stretch out an opened palm. There’s a sign of a slightly clenched chin, but he does what I want all the same.He drops the keys to the chains into my palm and I make my way ove
“How long has it been going on?”The warriors have been dispersed.Roman is barely containing his anger and Fen just stands there mutely. Roman’s voice is a fierce growl as he asks again, “I said how long has it been going on! Were you fucking her with Hunter too?”I don’t know what to do right nowRoman’s anger is rising steadily and I can feel it coming with a vengeance. It’s ice cold, lethal, and dangerous. The Ironclaw warriors did indeed have footage of Fen and Elara in what looked like assault. Sexual assault to be precise.But that wasn’t all.“16th of September, nine years ago. The footage was captured nine years ago, Fen. Were you fucking my mate behind my back even then?” I massage my temples because hells. How will this ever be forgotten? Or forgiven?I don’t even understand it. The video footage the warriors showed us was from nine years ago. Fen and Elara, in a hall of the Ironclaw packhouse, making out fiercely. The warrior had apologized when we pointed out the time
Roman stays in the forests for a while.I try to see if I've regained more strength, and I have, just not enough to get up and walk. A part of my head wants me to believe it’s because of the baby.I’ve been getting tired easily lately, but it’s never hit me this hard before. Roman’s eyes - Fen’s scream…The way that force simply grazed me for a second but sent pain barrelling into me. Has he always been able to do that?My mind tries to come up with an explanation and brush it away as a new ability, or one he’s just never told me he had, but I can't get that image out of my head.The image and the feeling…. and FenI visibly sink deeper into my seat as I think of that.The video…. I can’t believe it. Fen and Elara? I don’t want to believe it. I can’tHe’s been Roman’s most trusted friend for so long. I’ve never seen Roman speak to anyone else the way he speaks to Fen. The relationship between them as friends has been admirable, and Fen has been with us through so much.I drag myself
Roman comes back when the sun has gone down.Fenrir is calm now, I can feel it…. Just that he’s not the kind of calm I would want him to be. Fenrir is distraught, and so is Roman.The Alpha has been betrayed by his Beta, and Roman has been betrayed by his friend. Roman falls willingly into my arms and I hold my large man, I console him silently. We both stay on the bed, Roman with his head in my lap while I rake my fingers through his hair slowly, the book I was reading earlier now discarded.I was stress reading and trying to get my mind off what just happened. It didn’t work.Roman falls asleep with his head where it is, and I move him gently, pecking him tenderly on the forehead before I slip into the bathroom for a bath.I want to wake him up and ask him to join me, because I can remember the days I had mood swings and he did the same for me. I don’t because this is more than a mood swing. I can live with the faint scent of grass and forest coming off him for tonight.I take the
Roman cocks an eyebrow up at me skeptically when I step out and soft laughter escapes me.“It’s not that bad, okay?”Roman’s chuckling when I look back at him and I smile at the sound of it. He nods and leans on his table again, his hands folded across his chest as he replies hoarsely, “It looks ravishing on you. There’s going to be a commotion because of it.”I smile wider and walk over to him. Kissing him is easier because of the heels and Roman runs his hands down the curve of my waist.He’s staring deep into my eyes when I break from him and I can see the question there. Why do I want to be the one to take Axios to get registered?I insisted on it when he said he would get someone to do it. I said I'd take him, and I plan to do that.As for my reason, I don't have much in regard to that.“I’ll be fine. I’ll be back in no time.”Roman nods and sees me down to the west wing of the mansion. To the room I once occupied with Maya when we first came here.It strikes me that I didn't kno
Roman’s pov.“You set your wife on me?”Elara barges into my office the way she seems fond of now and she asks that question, face contorted in rage and chest heavily. I raise my eyes to meet her and I ask,“Are you angry?”She does not take the question well.It’s obvious in the way her eyes widen. It’s obvious in the way her fists clench, her jaw tightens, her lips retreat into a tight line.Is she angry?“Am I angry?” Elara scoffs, “You’re asking me if I'm angry?”I nod and restrain the anger burning in my heart.Every inch of me screams at me to hurt her. To make her feel the same kind of pain I'm feeling. The pain she has caused me.Fenrir brings images of her with Hunter, of her with Fen, various scenarios each and every time, all the while I had been the mate who dedicated my life to her.My blood boils with each image that flashes by but I ignore my wolf. I ignore the wolf who has also just learned he’s been betrayed, and I act like the human side of me.“I’d like you to tel
Scarlett’s pov.“Are you friends with my mum?”I shake my head and stare out the window. It’s safe to say I feel sour right now.Not just sour - bitter, because who the hell does she think she is coming into my home and telling me I’m not man enough to challenge her?I am the Luna of the Ironclaw pack. I won’t be belittled by someone who’s only there because I haven't asked Roman to throw her out yet.The thought rings discordant the minute I think about it but I don't care. She’s caused Roman enough pain to feel sorry for what she did but she’s never for a minute shown any sign of remorse.“Do you know the bad man who tried to hurt my mum?”I groan low because I am not in the mood for this right now. My skin feels like even words could graze it and irritation crawls all over my flesh, irritation, and anger because, “My mum says I should avoid you.” Again I am brought to a complete halt in my train of thought and I frown as I look at Axios, crinkling my face in confusion as I ask, “
Hi wonderful readers.First of all, I’d like to say thank you for reading so much and so far. Thank you for the time invested into this book.Without you, nothing would have been possible, so thank you for that.We have come to the end, and while it is a bit abrupt, I’d like to clarify some things.The book is already at 290 thousand plus words, I was really worried about its readability because anything longer would probably scare readers off. I don’t know how everything usually operates because I am a mildly new author on the platform and this is my first completed book, but it felt like Luna Scarlett was getting long, and if I was to go further into settling some other points in the story….. It’d have been way longer.Now to pick up some of the points I left unfilled in the story (Without giving any spoilers of course.) (Okay, maybe one spoiler, or two :)The fact that Hunter’s mother killed Oliver: I’d say this would have led into a whole other story, and it will, it’s basically
Roman carries me in his arms.Diane is helped along by the mage.We’re laid on beds and the pain from the contractions almost makes me pass out.“Your body’s burning, Scarlett.”I feel water enveloping me and I hear Diane’s low low grunt as she’s laid into the pool too.The contractions make everything feel hard and painful. My mind slips in and out of a haze and the water is red, so red, but through it all Roman stays with me.His red eyes are as clear and pure as two scarlet moons.The indoor swimming pool is converted into a labor room the moment the doctors arrive. I open my eyes weakly to see a whole team of them, strange faces in blue overalls, and the smell of the hospital lingering in the air.The contractions hit again, and this time Roman helps me onto a table as I grunt and cry my way through them.This is stronger than anything I've ever felt.I hear one of them tell Roman firmly, “If you want to be here, wear one of these.”Roman is back at my side in less than a minute,
Scarlett’s pov.Each blast of energy I let out makes me grit my teeth in pain.The doctor and Myrtle watch me with calm eyes and though it rips my heart to see them standing there like that, I don't stop.The shield over me shimmers with each blast of energy I release and I can see the impatience filling them because they can’t touch me while this is still going on.There’s an impatience to the way Myrtle grits her teeth but I can't bring myself to be happy at that…. because I'm killing him.Hot heavy tears flow down my cheeks and I burst into a sob because I can hear the sound of his pain each time I release my power.His shield is directly linked to his power, to him.I’m like a bomb in a can. He is the can.He can’t contain me.He can’t keep me in.I will go off as many times as I need to. I am a woman. My energy is endless, but while I do it… he suffers.It’s either I stop and get my stomach ripped open, my baby… my child will be killed.I would never forgive myself because it wou
The scarlet glow in his eyes grows in strength and all the dots come together in my head.Elara was never abducted. She orchestrated the attack.The strangeness of the wolves that attacked us was because she had infused them with the gene mutation she stole from me, and Ironclaw warriors weren’t able to do anything but die at their hands, because they had never met anything like that.They couldn’t take over the pack totally, because, like everything that’s stolen, it’s never stable. The look in Elara’s eyes makes me chuckle as another truth hits me and I let her get himself to full strength. I let the shift take him over, and in a moment of nostalgia, the scent of jasmine comes carried on a gentle breeze as little lines appear in the wind.They blaze to life with bright but silent lights, each one swaying as if blown by a light breeze. I see the lines extending through the wall behind me, the room where all those in the packhouse are being held currently. I see them in my mind, from
Roman’s pov.The bond between me and Scarlett stretches taut due to the distance and it’s the first time I've felt something like this between us.Feeling her and barely feeling her at the same time.The cars pull up to the gates of the mansion and I can tell my packhouse has been taken over by foreign forces. No one makes themselves visible when the gates come open, everyone is hidden but the moment we drive in, the gates slam shut faster than they ever have.The feeling of arrows already poised at us sends a light tingle down the side of my neck and I send a message to my father through the mate bond, ~Take the children to the safe house. Drive there like it’s what you always meant to do….Stay safe Father, and keep the children safe.~My father sends a feeling that echoes low on the mindlink, one that tells me he will obey my words to the letter because he is a wolf under my command, and I am his Alpha.But as a father and someone who’s watched me grow into who I am today, he’s
“Scarlett.”A brief silence punctuated by mumbled words and then the word comes again.“Scarlett.”The tone is more insistent this time and my eyes flutter open as a headache burrows it’s way through my head. I groan as i open my eyes fully because my head hurts a lot.Surprise steadily flow s through me when i realise i have been bound. I can barely move my hands or my feet.I try to struggle against the ropes but i can’t, and the voice comes again.“Psst, Scarlett.”I raise my head just the slightest bit, unable to see through the large mound of flesh that’s my belly.I feel my baby moving andd kiclkin, the discomfort stinging me like pins.“No, no need to raise your head.It’s me… the mage.”My fuzzy head clears up enough to remember where i am and what happened to me before i blanked out. I feel my body go rigid as shock courses through mel, a healthy dose of shock and fear.No.I struggle against the ropes.NO. NO. NO.Hunter wouldn’t dare.Hunter would never!“Hunter!”My heart
Walking through the halls of the Nightshade pack has me feeling… not nostalgic.I can remember wallking through here when i came here with Danis once. We delivered wolfsbane to Hunter.Then simply being in the compound had shaken me. It had made images of me back here float around in my mind, and then i knew Hunter would have done something horrible to me and Maya if he had gotten his hands on us.I don’t know what must have caused the sudden self proclaimed change in him, but i wouldn’t risk myself and anyone i know depending on that.I’m only here because Hunter knows who i am now. He knows i cannot be hit or hurt by him, without him suffering consequences.“About the conversation we had the other day.”I turn to look at Hunter and i see the way he maintains eye contact with me for a second before looking away to stare at something else. His voice comes out more sulky than i imagined he wants it to be.“I only knew Oliver.I didn’t have any relationship that was out of the normal w
Scarlett’s pov.It’s a bloodbath.I feel the tang of blood on my tongue, the smell of death in the air, I smell the power leaking off Roman, and as it leaks off him, it goes into me.“Roman…”My voice is hoarse and croaky. I can barely hear it. It’s a rasp that leaves my throat feeling sandy and hollowed out yet Roman hears it.His head snaps to me the moment I whisper his name and I realise now why everywhere seems so silent. There’s not a sound emanating from the forest, not from the archers in the trees, not from the warriors Roman brought along, not even from the birds - probably already scared away by the violence, or the attendants - scared into silence by Roman, currently dotted in large splatters of blood. Roman’s presence jolts when he comes to me.I feel his aura wrap around me faster than anything i have ever felt before, and when he cradles me in his arms, i feel the shift take over him and his claws retract, the red glow from his eyes fade, the heat radiating from him d
Roman’s pov.The world pauses as I feel Scarlett’s anxiety spike through the mate bond.It’s a thick and heavy feeling in my gut.My head snaps to her, searching for any traces of what might be happening and for a minute all I can feel is Maya telling her there’s something wrong with the boy.There’s something wrong with Axios.Before anyone can pull another breath, I feel my wife fill herself with power so pure it leaks into me and sets my nerve endings on fire.“Everybody down, Now!”The blast of wind Scarlett releases makes a boom when it rips out. Screams come from the attendants now on the floor, the shrill whistles of arrows are almost masked by the boom of air but not quite. I see the arrows fly back with the force of a snapped twig and they find targets.Scarlett fills herself with that power again, needing not even a second to fill herself up, already primed for an attack while I'm still trying to make sense of it all.The orders come from my lips not a moment later, “EVERYO