***Bryan***Thirty minutes to midnight, Adam walked into my room. I was surprised to see him. "Hi, Bryan. What's up?" He slumped into the sofa with a heavy sigh. I was in no mood to talk but I didn't want to act towards him like a jerk. Adam is a cool and nice guy who I wouldn't want to lash out at. "I'm good." I simply answered. He nodded. He slipped his fingers into his pocket and lowered his head. "I was concerned. I thought I wasn't going to find you here."I sighed, my patience was beginning to run out. "Thanks Adam. I'm good. I want to be alone." "I understand you are confused and lost about what to do about this situation." I lifted my head to look at him. "You are a physician. Stick to your job and stop…" I trailed off immediately. I realized I was beginning to sound like a jerk. "Adam just left. Obviously, you can see that I'm not in the mood." "I've only known you for like eight months but I know for sure you're a great guy. Many times you jump in to help people even
***Bryan***"You brought her here?" I looked at the cabin in front of us. "Is this place safe?" "It is. I come here when I need to be alone." It looked like an abandoned cabin. There was no way someone would believe anyone was still using it. "You mean like a retreat?" He nodded. "Something like that? I told Scarlett to stay there until I come with you." He continued to walk towards the cabin. "Hurry." He didn't need to say the last word because I instantly caught up with him, if not ahead. He knocked at the door but there was no answer. We both exchanged looks. "Could she be sleeping?" I whispered. He shrugged. "Maybe." Then he knocked again. I wasn't as patient as he was, so I pushed the door, forcing it open. It opened into a small dark room. The moonlight tonight was bright enough to illuminate the room and my eyes had quickly adjusted in the darkness to m see clearly. Adam walked past me, heading towards what looked like a wooden bed. "Scarlett." There was no answer. I
***Scarlett***I paced back and forth at the side of James' house. My mind raced with thoughts of what would happen next. Evans had been closing in on me for weeks, and I knew I couldn't keep running forever. There was nowhere for me to hide without worrying about running into someone who knows me. I needed a plan, and I needed help. That's why I'm here… James is the last person I should ask help from but I'm desperate. As I passed by the window, I caught sight of James working out. It was by chance that I discovered that James was still living here. I was thinking after all that had happened that he would leave and go into hiding too. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should reach out to him. I had turned him down when he td me how he felt about me. I didn’t take him seriously. But there was something about him that made me feel like I could trust him. And his Evans enemy, so that alone was enough to side with him. I knocked at the window, hoping he would hear the sound of
***Scarlett*** I couldn't believe James didn’t turn me away. One minute I was fighting for my life against Evans and his evil pack, and the next I was offered to be taken to a safe haven by James. I met his friend who was also a doctor. I was still trying to process everything as his friend drove through the winding roads, the trees blurring together outside the window. James glanced over at me, his eyes filled with concern. "Hey, are you okay? You're not hurt, are you?" I shook my head, trying to clear my head. "No, I'm fine. Just nervous." James nodded and turned back to the road. I couldn't help but steal glances at him, wondering how I had ended up with him. He was so different from Evans, but not as striking as Bryan. Bryan made me feel things that I shouldn't be feeling for him. It was a helpless situation. My feelings have been nurtured into a giant ball of affection since I was a little girl. Because fate wasn't fair, Bryan would end up with another woman. As we drov
***Bryan*** I stormed into the packhouse, my anger simmering just below the surface. I had just received news that Ingrid had been heard slandering Scarlett. The thought of it made my blood boil. I was told that Ingrid called Scarlett a cunning bitch and a daughter of a murderer. Ingrid also said she knew that Scarlett had something to do with the way I had been behaving strangely. Ingrid looked up from her seat, her eyes flashing with defiance. "What's wrong, Bryan? Why are you shouting?" "You know exactly what's wrong," I growled, my fists clenched. "I heard what you've been saying to those who care to listen. You didn’t want Scarlett here when I brought her. Then why are you slandering her even when you all forced her to leave." Ingrid rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on. You're not going to start this again, are you? I was just telling everyone who she really is. From what my father told me and from what I have witnessed, that woman has caused you so much pain. Why do you want to ke
***Bryan*** I walked through the city streets, my eyes scanning the crowds for any sign of trouble. As the next alpha, I had to be constantly on guard, especially in a city filled with rival packs. Alpha Westby has been forcing lectures on me for weeks. He said if there was anyone not happy about my being alpha, now was the perfect time for them to strike. I just exited the meeting with a client who was interested in selling his business to the Mo pack. Alpha Westby has always wanted to start a brewery business. He got lucky when the owner of a brewery company in Bergen decided to sell because he was leaving the city. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the towering skyscrapers. It looked peaceful, but I didn't let my guard down. I, Max and a few of my others turned a corner, our senses on high alert, then suddenly, we were surrounded. My instinct was right. I had a feeling something was about to happen and it did. Evans stood in front of me, a sneer on his fa
***Bryan***I woke up to the sound of my pack members stirring outside the pack house. I stretched, arching my back and extending my claws, before emerging into the bright sunlight. Unlike other mornings where it was usually quiet and more than half of the pack were usually asleep. This time we were all awake because of something terrible that happened. Adam is missing…As I made my way to the center of the pack house, I noticed a sense of unease in the air. I quickly hoped that nothing bad had happened to him. The pack members were huddled together, whispering among themselves. I approached them, my senses on high alert."Have we got anything on him?" I asked, my voice low and even."Not yet," one of the pack members replied, her voice trembling. "But we have a bad feeling about this. Someone said a dead body was found in town. Jensen and the others have gone to identify the body."My heart skipped a beat as I processed the information. This can't be. Why would anyone hurt Adam? Ad
***Scarlett*** For three days, I watched Evans from afar, studying his movement. The bastard was always surrounded by his pack members, never leaving himself vulnerable. But I was patient, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I recently asked James to send someone he trusts to my pack so I could talk to Sterling. I wanted someone who would be my eyes and ears. This time I wanted my revenge to be felt hard by that ungrateful jerk. Killing Evans was not only the revenge I crave for but if I'm successful, it would be a generous act to the wolf community and mankind as a whole. Crazy jerk. That moment came when Sterling, the beta of my pack, approached me. I've longed for this meeting. He walked in with James to meet me. He hugged me. "Luna, I'm glad you're okay. When we heard you ran off, we were so worried. I searched for you everywhere." "I had to lay low for a while because of Evans." I explained. "That's good since it's the only way you can get him off your back.