Scarlett povAs I stepped into the new building, my mind was totally preoccupied with that wild woman who looked just like Elena. Please, let it not be Elena trying to play games with me; I would never let her live that down."Welcome, Scarlett, to my little abode," she greeted, all calm and collected, her smile shining like she was trying to sell me a house. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, brushing off her overly friendly vibe."Thanks, miss," I managed to mutter, my lips twitching as a reluctant smile threatened to escape.“It’s all good! Katherine has mentioned you a lot; maybe we could be friends. I…” she trailed off, her brow scrunching up in thought. I found myself at a loss for words, caught off guard."Miss," I called softly, motioning to her as she nervously fidgeted with her fingers. A wave of guilt hit me; maybe I was being too harsh. I wrapped my arms around her, lifting her chin to meet my gaze, and noticed a tear resting on my palm."Wait, were you crying?" I asked, my
Chapter 8Scarlett povIt's a new week, and it's time to get ready for work. Marina landed me a sales position at a supermarket to hold me over until she can find something better in an office. I realize that's just a dream for someone like me, who feels uneducated and out of place.I was still rolling around in bed, completely naked. My hands sluggishly reached for the duck-shaped alarm clock, struggling to silence it. With a heavy sigh, I glanced at the main wall clock, blinking in disbelief at the time. "Crap!" I shouted, quickly swinging my legs off the bed. A sharp pain shot through me as my skin pinched. What was that? I wondered, gently probing the mattress with my hands.My heart raced as I rubbed the sore spot. I then shuffled to the wardrobe to slip into a revealing dress. My stomach growled, and I felt lightheaded as I stumbled toward the wardrobe, my legs moving without much thought."Scarlett! It's time for work; the bus for store staff is here," Marina called from the h
Scarlett pov“Oh, honey! Werewolf claws, can you believe it? Snagged them from the store down the street, and I just know you’re about to lose it! Just kidding,” my voice was barely a whisper because I was still trying to pull myself together. Seriously, it was wild how she just waltzed into my room like she owned the place without even knocking. I shot her a look while I stayed curled up on the floor, hoping the clueless wonder would take the hint and scream. “Alright, since you’re obsessed with werewolves, I guess I’ll be on my way.” She looked all kinds of confused, but I could see the suspicion brewing in her eyes. “Marian!” I called out as she turned to make her exit.“What’s up, Scarlett?”“I’ll catch the bus or something to work, so don’t stress about me.” “Oh, I’m not worried at all. Just get your butt off the floor and put some clothes on. I’ll be waiting outside.”I nodded, blinking like a lost puppy, trying to nudge her out the door with my head. “I’m on my way out
Chapter 10 Nyx pov“What if you became a breeder for a king? I thought we had an agreement: if Scarlett leaves the house, you owe me a blowjob.” I said with a grin. Her eyes danced on my chest like a lost lamb. She was unpredictable and funny, and I felt at ease with her demeanor. Her gaze and smiles were infectious. We weren't particularly close, yet there was a strong bond between us. I couldn't dismiss the feelings; they were intense, igniting my desire and revealing unfamiliar emotions. All I could think about was tasting her and hearing her whisper my name.We remained on the couch, our eyes locked, my eyelids fluttering as a smile broke through. "What? You shouldn't look at me like that!" she teased, tracing her fingers along my lips. "I want you, Katherine," I replied, meeting her gaze.She caressed my hair softly, leaning in closer, and I pressed my lips against hers.Katherine's eyes sparkled as our mouths met, sending tingles through me. Her soft kiss deepened, and I
Scarlett povThe morning breeze rushed through my window, rattling the glasses and creating a cacophony of sounds that made it impossible for me to focus. My mind felt jumbled, and I tossed and turned on my pillow, clutching it tightly as the familiar scent enveloped me. I squint one eye open to sneak a glance at the clock.“What the heck!” I exclaimed, leaping out of bed with my heart pounding in my chest. I was already running late. Normally, I wouldn’t care about what the store owner thought, but Marian had a knack for inserting herself into my life. Just as I was lost in thoughts of her, I heard her voice echoing from the hallway.“Scarlett! Are you ready? It’s timeee…” she called out, stretching the word "time" for dramatic effect.If I had the luxury of time, I would have tackled the laundry piling up around me. The sight of dirty clothes scattered everywhere made me uneasy, and a wave of longing for my family washed over me. I felt a sense of discomfort as I slowly pulled a cha
Chapter 12 Scarlett povThe sensation on my skin made my hair stand on end with unease. A man in dark sunglasses, hands tucked into his pockets, approached me. He felt otherworldly, radiating an energy that was hard to define."Hey, princess, can you hand me the cake posh? A customer needs it," a colleague called out, waving his hands. But my attention was solely on the man coming closer. I lost my balance on the stool I was using to organize the store's products. I took a deep breath as my colleague hurried over, his hand brushing against the man who was slowly making his way toward me."Oh, sorry, sir!" my colleague said, but the man only smirked in response."Scar..." he began to say my name, but I interrupted him, my jaw dropping in disbelief. "What’s with that look?" he asked."Nothing, it’s not your concern."He shrugged, opened the door, grabbed the cake posh, and walked away. I stepped back, wanting to avoid any connection. If he was indeed supernatural, he might sense m
The man from the store was following me, and I couldn't quite understand what was happening. An unsettling tension hung in the air, emanating a menacing energy from him.I stole a glance back before redirecting my attention to the driver. “Excuse me, sir, could you take me to your home?” I stressed the word "homeless" to clarify my predicament. I let out a heavy sigh, my eyes drifting back to the man who was now anxiously pacing in the adjacent lane.“Sorry, ma'am, can…” he stammered as I slipped into his car. I slammed the door behind me, catching a flash of fear on his face, but I brushed it off. “Can you start the car and drive, Mr.?” I said firmly, placing my hand on the driver's seat. I didn’t intend to intimidate him, but his expression revealed too much.“Alright, ma'am, I’ll take you to my house,” he replied with a calm demeanor, and I smiled back. “Good, let’s go,” I commanded, a wave of anxiety washing over me as I glanced in the side mirror to check on the man.“Wait! Wh
“Scarlett called, her voice was filled with dread, indicating something was wrong with Scarlett that we needed to investigate, Katherine.”“We? No way, I can't stand that woman, she's completely unhinged! Katherine said hoarsely, crossing her arms. I knew she had her issues with Scarlett, but this wasn't about her feelings.” I quickly got up from the mattress, tossing the pillow off my lap, and it landed on her face. I chuckled, hoping to lighten the mood, but she didn’t even crack a smile.“Come on, Kat, it's pointless to act like a lunatic over Scarlett. You wouldn’t want someone treating you like that. Let’s go find out why she called,” I said calmly. She didn’t even react to my words. I rolled my eyes and tilted my head back, exhausted by her attitude regarding Scarlett.“I’ll go with you, Nyx, but I’m not doing this because you suggested it, " she shot back, glaring at me with those piercing eyes. I clenched my fist and then relaxed it. Thanks, so are we ready to go?Kathy stood
Markus' POVThe clink of glass against wood was the only sound that filled the space around me. I sat at the end of the bar, my eyes on the amber liquid swirling in my glass. The world around me blurred in and out. I wasn’t looking for anything specific. In fact, I wasn't looking for anything at all. Just trying to forget.A man who had done as many wrong things as I had, who carried the weight of his mistakes like chains around his chest, didn't have the luxury of looking for meaning. So I drank. And drank. And then drank some more.I wasn’t a big fan of crowds, but tonight I didn’t mind the noise. The low hum of conversations, the clinking of glasses, and the occasional burst of laughter seemed distant—something out of reach. It felt like I was watching life unfold without really participating in it. The usual.I pushed the glass to the side, wiped my lips with the back of my hand, and ordered another drink. The bartender didn’t ask questions. No one did in this place.My eyes wande
Markus' POVThe clink of glass against wood was the only sound that filled the space around me. I sat at the end of the bar, my eyes on the amber liquid swirling in my glass. The world around me blurred in and out. I wasn’t looking for anything specific. In fact, I wasn't looking for anything at all. Just trying to forget.A man who had done as many wrong things as I had, who carried the weight of his mistakes like chains around his chest, didn't have the luxury of looking for meaning. So I drank. And drank. And then drank some more.I wasn’t a big fan of crowds, but tonight I didn’t mind the noise. The low hum of conversations, the clinking of glasses, and the occasional burst of laughter seemed distant—something out of reach. It felt like I was watching life unfold without really participating in it. The usual.I pushed the glass to the side, wiped my lips with the back of my hand, and ordered another drink. The bartender didn’t ask questions. No one did in this place.My eyes wande
Scarlett povThe frigid air struck my skin sharply as the guards pushed me through the cramped prison hallways. My muscles tightened, adrenaline coursing through me as I fought to control my breathing. I sensed Blackwood's menacing presence just behind me, like a hunter relishing the scent of its quarry. Each step reminded me of the torment awaiting me. I had been in this place before, but the circumstances were now altered. This time, I wasn’t merely a captive; I was a target they aimed to shatter."You'll regret crossing me, Scarlett," Blackwood hissed, his voice low and filled with malice. A chill ran down my spine, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of revealing my fear.I smirked, keeping my voice calm despite the cold seeping into my bones. “You really think I’m afraid of you? You clearly don’t know me, Blackwood.”He halted, his footsteps reverberating in the stillness of the corridor. I could feel his cold, calculating gaze on the back of my head. “Oh, I know enough. Y
Scarlett pov It was time for the usual daily bath. For us prisoners, bathing together in the communal bathroom was just part of the routine. I gathered my soap and other essentials, wiping my dusty face with a towel. As I made my way down the hall, I sensed something was different. Women were gathered, towels wrapped around them. My heart raced as I calculated my steps toward the scene. What was happening? That question echoed in my mind. "Hey Scarlett, hurry up or you'll face the consequences!" a sharp soprano voice called from behind, pushing me to move faster. I quickened my pace, my heart pounding with unease. The usual sounds of chatter and laughter were replaced by an unsettling quiet. I tightened my towel around me, the rough fabric irritating my skin as I continued. As I neared the bathroom, I noticed the door was slightly open, a beam of light spilling out and creating an eerie glow on the floor. I pushed the door open and scanned the room for clues about the situatio
Marian pov I gathered my things, preparing to head to work, feeling the heaviness of loneliness and anxiety in my chest. I ignored the noisy fridge, too consumed by the reality that everyone I cared about had left. Scarlett and Finn were no longer part of my life. As I stood there, caught in my morning routine, the burden of solitude felt overwhelming. Scarlett and Finn had filled my days with joy and laughter, and now their absence echoed painfully in the silence. I inhaled deeply, attempting to dispel the emptiness that had taken root inside me. I needed to get to work; I couldn't allow my personal struggles to interfere with my duties. I finished dressing, my actions automatic as I went through the steps. I picked up my bag and moved toward the door, but a wave of anxiety washed over me as I reached for the handle. What if I couldn't manage this? What if facing the day without Scarlett and Finn was too much? I dismissed those thoughts, reminding myself that I had overcome
Finn povI returned to Klaus after losing Scarlett, knowing I had to report directly to him. I could already sense his fury at the news that the one woman he tasked me with finding was still missing. I was certain he would kill me for this failure.As I pushed through the heavy wooden doors, the eerie creaking resonated in the empty hallway, reflecting the dread that gripped my chest. My heart felt like it was being crushed, each beat a reminder of the reckoning that awaited me.I had let Klaus down. The burden of that failure weighed heavily on me, threatening to suffocate me. Scarlett, the person he had entrusted to me, was still out there, and I was the one who would face the repercussions.Approaching Klaus's study, I felt my palms grow clammy. My mind raced, trying to find a way to present my failure in a less deadly light. But deep down, I knew it was pointless. Klaus had no patience for failure; he obliterated it.I inhaled deeply, the air catching in my throat as I raised my h
Scarlett povThe door to my prison ward swung open for the first time in weeks, and the sight of daylight filled me with a surge of joy.As I emerged from the grim cell, the warm sunlight enveloped my face, its golden rays rejuvenating my weary spirit. It felt as though the universe was welcoming me back to life. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back, and allowed the light to embrace me, igniting a flicker of hope deep within.The sound of rustling clothes and soft voices pulled me back to the present. I opened my eyes to see a group of women in worn uniforms, their expressions a blend of curiosity and caution. I recognized that look; it mirrored my own reflection from the past weeks.A small woman with a messy bob and a scar above her left eyebrow stepped forward. "Well, look who finally decided to grace us with her presence," she said, her tone laced with sarcasm. "The princess has arrived."I shot her a sharp look. "I'm no princess," I replied, my voice steady but tinged with amuse
Scarlett povWhere am I?! I growled, looking around as if I were losing my sanity. The entire area was dark and terrifying. Remus was gone, the police had taken him, and now he was dead. I was held captive in a place where I couldn't even begin to comprehend my situation.I slowly pushed myself up from the ground and stumbled toward the door.Is anyone there? Why won’t anyone respond?I took a cautious step forward, straining my eyes to see through the darkness. The air was heavy with the smell of mold and rot. A chill ran down my spine as I made my way to the door. My throat was raw from shouting, but I called out again, "Is anyone there?"The silence was overwhelming. An eerie stillness seemed to absorb my words. I banged on the door, the cold metal biting into my fists. "Let me out! Please, someone, let me out!"Tears welled in my eyes as memories of Remus flooded my mind. His lifeless form appeared before me, and a wave of sorrow crashed over me. I leaned against the door, my body
Scarlett povDrastic, right? I whispered softly while packing my clothes into my bright yellow travel bag. I had done my part in protecting my son; he was old enough to manage his wolf form. After zipping up the bag and pulling it off the mattress, I was met with my son's tear-streaked face. I frowned, dragging the box along the floor with little strength.“Hey.”No, Mom, don’t try to comfort me. I can’t let you leave without letting my punky tears flow freely, he said calmly. I sniffled, thinking that if his tears were punky, mine must be Frenchy. I chuckled at the thought. What’s with the tears now, Henry? Come here.As I set the bag down, its bright yellow color clashed with the heavy atmosphere around us. I opened my arms wide, inviting Henry for a comforting hug. He hesitated, his swollen eyes searching mine for reassurance. Finally, with a soft sniffle, he leaned in, allowing me to wrap him in a tight embrace."Hey, kiddo, what’s wrong?" I asked gently, my voice barely above a w