Scarlett's povThat’s right Alpha Gomez.Confide in me.Guilt twists in my heart but I bat the feeling aside and focus on the bright side. It doesn’t matter that I'm manipulating these Alphas. I already knew the situation in his pack before I asked, or at least I guessed something must be wrong. I didn’t know it was this serious, but everything worketh out well for those who know how to adapt and overcome.“That must be hard.”The Alpha nods and chuckles. He’s an older man, luckily not a sleazy man. He looks like a good man who’s sincerely worried about his pack but has been pushed into a corner.“But getting help shouldn’t be that hard should it?” My voice is inquisitive and genuinely curious. “A lot of packs will come to your aid if you ask.”The sandy-haired Alpha Romero scoffs and looks away.“Each pack will do what is best for them. Some stand to gain from the problems of others and because of that, help isn’t as accessible as it once was. We have to seek help where we can get i
The Lykos fundraiser moves on with me wearing a smile on my face and looking as calm as can be.Alpha Gomez agreed to allow Roman to see if he can deal with this problem in his pack. The fact that he could simply be using us for the benefits is still there, a constant feeling at the back of my mind. He could get what he wants and decide to simply give Roman his thanks instead of proposing an alliance, but for that to happen it would mean I read him wrong, and while reading people isn’t my best quality, I have a really good feeling about this. Roman comes back with Danis in tow and I take a moment to inspect the differences between them.Roman is taller. Danis stands a head shorter than him. Roman has a dark moody look to him, a rugged handsomeness that spells danger but is also controlled.It’s the kind of feeling that makes you think he’ll bite if you touch him, but only if you touch.It hasn’t been that long since I spent time admiring his body yet the images of this morning come
We arrive at the Ironclaw pack in silence and we get out of the car in that same silence.I don’t know why the atmosphere seems bleak, but it does and I don't like it. The feeling Roman is giving off scares me, not in a fatal way but in a concerning way. He walks past me and the action overtakes me suddenly before I can stop it.“Are you okay?”My hand touches the sleeve of Roman’s suit but he moves away with such force that I jerk back too.My eyes are wide in panic when I look at him and his face is rigid.Something is wrong.I walk over to him and hold firmly onto the sleeve of his shirt.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing.”I scoff and frown. “This isn’t nothing. You look like something is wrong, and it feels like something’s wrong, so what’s wrong?” “I said nothing’s wrong! Now get your hands off me.”The words cut into me like knives.I let go of Roman’s sleeve like it stings and reel back from him.He walks off into the packhouse and I stand there for a minute, wondering what just hap
Scarlett.Maya does not look happy to see me and I don't blame her.It’s not every day I go out and tell her I’ll be back home before she’s home from school but I end up coming back at 7p.mShe doesn’t even look at me when I call her name in the auditorium. She simply stops sparring with the young boy staring at her with dumbfounded eyes.He should be her age from the build of him. Still has scraggly hair and round shoulders, but it doesn’t take much time for werewolf pups to mature.I’m pretty sure I'm missing out on exactly that with Maya.We’re in the room when she finally looks at me but it’s with hard eyes. It hurts her not to speak to me, she doesn’t want to do that but she feels she has to.She hands me a ribbon. purple and new and she turns around walking off to the dresser and sitting on it. Her leg taps on the floor impatiently.I smirk before getting up and walking over to her. Maya looks like she could eat me alive when she sees that smirk on my face but it doesn’t take l
Roman's povThe sun hits me right on the face before I get up. I look in the mirror to see I have a furious red line across my nose.A mini sunburn, great.“I would have woken you up sooner.”My eyes snap to Fen sitting on a chair in one corner of the room. He grins when our eyes meet and drops the book on the table before getting up.He walks past me and out of the room without saying anything and I debate if I’m to go after him or just leave him to do what he wants while I try to figure out what’s happening to me.I decide the second one is better and I do that. I search around for some sunscreen and when I find none, I put some lotion on it instead. It doesn’t hurt as much. It’s just a red line on my skin.Scarlett would feel worried if she sees it, or not.Flashes of my reaction from last night come back to me and I grimace when I see myself storming off.She must hate me right now.I wouldn’t blame her. I acted like a cold prick and there’s no justification for that.I sneer at
Scarlett's pov He was avoiding me.The knowledge of that hits me with a dull thud in my chest.Whatever was bothering him last night is still bothering him and for some reason, I have something to do with it.I tuck away those feelings and keep a blank look on my face.That’s okay.If he wants to avoid me then he should. Maybe he feels I'm devious now or dangerous since I formulated a plan to manipulate Alphas into leaning toward him for support.Was that bad though?We have an aim to achieve and the Alpha conference isn’t so far away that we can afford to slack. I want to be free of Hunter, and the Ironclaw pack will do something no pack has ever done if they can help me achieve that.They would become a beacon of justice and uprightness. The other packs would feel comfortable affiliating themselves with his pack.This could change the influence of the Ironclaw pack forever……….. and maybe that scares him.“Good morning Scarlett.”I refuse to meet his gaze and hold open the door he w
I scramble out of the car and pick up the laptop I deposited on the other chair, Roman gives me a critical look and I hold his look.His eyes do a quick scan of my outfit and he nods.I feel the imaginary self-esteem blow do a quick halt and I search for his eyes but he’s turned away already. He’s walking to the entrance of the company and I follow.I catch a glimpse of myself in the glass panels of the highrise and I assure myself I look good.A simple yet exquisite-looking white top with pearl buttons graces my upper body and for my lower half, I have a skirt that ends in frills and ruffles at the knees.My footwear has a transparent diamond-style heel and it gives me some more height.They don’t hurt now, but I wouldn't mind if they did.Whatever looks this nice, deserves to hurt you, even if it’s a teeny bit.The office stills the moment Roman enters.I feel it like a pause in the atmosphere, one guy has a doughnut halfway to his mouth and his teeth already poised for a bite. He’
Roman leads me up the rest of the building with that cold look still on his face. I can’t get a read on him and it’s annoying .‘“Good morning CEO Roman.” “Good morning CEO Roman.”Friendly greetings come from every corner of the office but Roman answers none. He walks ahead, his feet taking long yet leisurely strides.He doesn’t know how hard it is for a woman to keep up with him when he walks like that,“Hey.”I turn to look and it’s the doughnut guy from earlier. His… eyes are really pretty.“So that was a killer address you gave.”He’s walking backwards, his steps easily matching mine and making something that should be hard look disconcertingly easy. He frowns.“You don’t talk to workers who aren’t the CEO?”His voice is this silky deep thing that rolls off his tongue and it’s nice to hear so i cock an eyebrow.“Didn’t I address the whole office a few minutes ago?”His grin widens and he nods.“You did, so I know for a fact that the ice lady thing was an act. There are layers