***Bryan*** It took me five minutes to arrive at the pack house. Alpha Westby Mo was shouting orders. The warrior wolves taking every command he threw at them. “Yes sir!” Their voices echoed through the pack house. With that they storm out in a hurry. “Where are they off to?” “You are here?” Westby asked without lifting his head and ignoring my question. He stood with his hands in his pocket looking at the fire place. “What’s going on? Why did you send that kid to drag me out of the house at this time of the night?” He sighed. “If you had moved to the pack house when I told you to, I wouldn’t be sending a kid to come get you.” He lifted his head to look at me now. “A dead body was found in our territory. Before you ask. No, it wasn’t one of ours. The corpse belongs to the Anderson pack. We suspect he was stabbed in the heart before his body was thrown into the sea.” My eyes narrowed. It was a shock to me. I haven’t gone for hunting for a while now. I decided to lay low after th
***Scarlett*** A week without Sir Vik has been filled with bitterness. I miss him. The silence in the household was tearing me apart. When i saw his corpse, I cried until I could cry no more. Why is this even happening to me? I keep losing those I care so much about. First the pack members, then my father, then Sir Vik. Who would be next? If I'm right, then I think I’m the next target. Or perhaps Dina Olsen, my bitchy stepmother. If only I knew what the wandering killer is after, I could know the next step to take and how to protect myself. My wolf is silent. She hid away because I forced her to. She’s shared in my weak moments. But she wants me to fight back and protect my pack myself. I’m alpha female. I’m not weak. My father never gave me the chance to prove myself. He was quick to throw me to Evans thinking the Anderson pack would be protected by our union. So far, things have only gotten worse. The mansion is currently empty. The staff had all gone away after what happened
***Bryan*** Evans came to meet my Alpha, Westby, after what happened the other day with his beta, Holm. He was bent on making the Mos pay for a crime they didn’t commit. Something tells me he has something up his sleeves. We are rivals. Hating on us didn’t begin recently. His late father used to say he hates the Mos guts. The Foss and Mos do not mix together. They are proud and we hate the whole idea that they even exist. That pack is full of shit. On the other hand, the Andersons and the Mos have undertaken several projects together, Westby prefers them to the Foss. It’s sad that the Andersons had to unite with the Foss through that sham of a marraige. As a result of that, Westby doesn’t like the Andersons so much anymore; that’s because the friend of your enemy is your enemy. Two days ago I walked in on Lois speaking to Ingrid and a bunch of girlfriends. With wolf hearing, I could hear their discussion from across the hall. “Scarlett needs a new butler” Lois had told the others
***Bryan*** I followed closely behind Lois. She casually turned the knob to let us into Scralett's house. “Aren’t you going to knock?” I asked, surprised that Lois felt so free. She spun around to look at me, her waist-length hair slapping my chest. “Are you for real? Knock? I have been here like a thousand times. I’m no stranger.” She closed the door after I got in. “Even though.” My voice was low. I look down at her. “She should know we are here before we barge into her house.” “She already knows, Bryan. Stop being to civil…I don’t like arguing with you because my head hurts when I do.” “Do I make you talk too much?” She sighed from defeat. “No.” she spanked my belly. I made a low growl and laugh. “That’s because you’re so tall. You make my head hurt by staring up at you during arguments.” She looked cute as she complained. I chuckled. “I’m sorry. It’s not my fault that I’m tall.” “Is anything the matter?” a sweet feminine voice rang out from above. Lois and I look up at th
***Scarlett*** I’ve never been caught breathless in my life. But the moment Bryan held my hand, I was gasping for air. The sensation from our touch spiraled through my whole body, shaking me at the core. My legs felt wobbly. That name, Bryan, it rang a bell. I liked it the moment it came out from Lois’ mouth. I almost thought he was my long lost Bryan, from twelve years ago. But I dismissed the thought immediately. Not everyone with the name Bryan is him. It can’t be him. I recalled meeting Lois’ friend when she and her mate, Curtis came to see me. I was too sad to pay attention to him or his striking features. He had left as soon as he came. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get a chance to thank him for the visit. During our first contact—from the handshake, I had used the opportunity to drink in his whole appearance. Instantly, I knew taking him as my butler was a no–no. That’s why I pulled Lois to the kitchen for a talk. She can’t be serious. If that guy ends up working as my butler,
***Bryan*** Since Lois dropped me off, I’ve been feeling low and defeated. Right now I’m staring at my phone because I can’t believe Scarlett called me. Getting turned down or rejected isn’t something that happens to me frequently. I had already imagined that Scarlett would approve of me and I would start working as her butler immediately. But the shock after she told Lois she could not was enormous. Lois apologized. I told her there was no need for her to apologize to me because Scarlett had a choice. We can’t force her to employ someone she sees as trouble. Sadly, that’s how she sees me. Lois only meant well for her friend. She wanted me close to her to watch over her for fear that whoever is killing the Andersons will get to her too. If Lois knew about my ill intentions towards her friend she wouldn’t want me going an inch near Scarlett. Five minutes ago, my phone rang, blaring to life. I couldn’t tell who was calling until I picked up the phone, then I froze. I had been lying
***Bryan*** Their little whispers turned into a heated argument. The next thing, Evans walked down stairs. He shot me an angry glare. I paid him no attention. He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth. “I want you gone now.” He pointed at the door. “We don’t need you as our butler. I will get her someone she would be comfortable with. Not someone who looks like a thug.” Before I could respond. Scarlett’s small feet ran down the staircase. Her eyes were moist and her cheeks had turned rosy. Obviously, she’s been crying. “Stop it, Evans. Why are you harassing him?” I rose to my full height. Cleared my throat. “Mrs. Scarlett, it seems my presence here is causing a bit of tension with your husband. I don’t have any intension troubles for you. I will be on my way now.” “No. Please wait.” She ran towards me, blocking my path. She turned around to face Evans, her back to me. “I don’t care what you say, Evans. This is my house. I can hire whoever I want. I need him as my butl
***Scarlett*** I knew things would turn out this way. But I went ahead. I don’t care anymore. Actually, I stopped caring a while ago. I was giving into my fears, which I don’t want to do anymore. I'm done! Evans can go to hell! My first reaction towards Bryan was out of fear. I was scared that I was going to lose myself to him. I wouldn’t deny the fact that I was turned on by him. Bryan’s looks made all the other guys I have seen look boring, even Evans can’t compete with him if he wanted to. His smile was so friendly and I couldn’t stop looking at his eyes as they sparkled so brightly. His sharp masculine features were screaming warrior and although I don’t know much about him, when I shook his hand yesterday, it felt like the hand of a warrior, strong and callouse like a protector's. I instantly felt safe with him. It’s no accident that the first person that came to my mind after I was attacked yesterday was him. If someone like Bryan were around the house, I would feel safe. I’
***Scarlett***The hall had turned into chaos. Alpha Westby wasn't the gentle man he appeared to be in front of his pack. His patience was running out as he couldn't deal with his daughter's defiance any longer. "No, father. Please don't push me." "Why don't you want to listen to her?" Bryan asked , his tone firm. "She's right about how I don't have feelings for her. I love Scarlett." "You kids think you know better than your elders or parents." He pulled ingrid towards him. "Love isn't everything. Some things are not as they seem." "Father!" Ingris yelled in pain, holding her arms. "I'm not going to marry Bryan.""You must!""I won't. You were there that night." Ingrid faced her father with so much defiance in her eyes. Alpha Westby's eyes flickered. "What are you talking about?" "You know what you did to Bryan's pack. You and the Alpha of the Foss and the Anderson pack planned on wiping out the Haaland." My heart pounded in my chest. I couldn't believe what Ingrid was saying
***Scarlett***I avoided the front seat like a plague. I would have preferred to sit in the back but I would struggle to keep up with the view because of my height. I found a perfect spot in the middle. In no time the hall was filled and everyone had taken their seats. Bryan looks dashing and handsome just as I had imagined he would turn out to be. Soon after Alpha Westby walked in with his daughter, the bride. She was holding onto him and smiling but I couldn't be deceived by her smile because she was forcing it. She stood in front of Bryan who returned a smile. Bryan and Ingrid's wedding was supposed to be a joyous occasion. But it wasn't so because Ingrid broke down in tears, her body shuddering uncontrollably. It was shocking to see but the greatest shock was when she didn't return the vow and rejected Bryan. The murmurings filled the room. I wondered why Ingrid did what she did? Luckily, Adam was nice to sit next to me. "What's going on?" I whispered to Adam who looked as
***Scarlett***In silence, I watched every member of my pack from the balcony. It's been a very long time since I saw them happy. My pack had insisted that we hold a little celebration for defeating the Foss pack. I went with their suggestion and I'm glad they are all rejoicing. I couldn't forget about the photo I had seen. I knew if Bryan was close or if I were to see him, things would be much easier. He would be able to identify if he was related to the unknown man in the picture. As I continued watching, my mind drifted towards the thoughts of Alpha Westby. Something in me didn't trust that man, not after what he said to me when he came to meet me at the packhouse I was staying with James. His words were so harsh that I knew he wasn't bluffing. He didn't want me in Bryan's life and he wasn't going to tolerate seeing us together. I am a threat to his daughter's love life. I think Alpha Westby isn't the good man he pretends to be. That was the conclusion I got that day he came
***Bryan***If only I could have what my heart desires, I would want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with the woman I love. At first all I ever cared about was toa avenge the death of my pack. After meeting Scarlett everything changed. All that mattered to me was her. It's not surprising that Fate brought us together again after our path once crossed when we were much younger. Now, I'm stuck. Without Scarlett, I'm lost. In less than twenty-four hours, I'll be married to Ingrid. Will be referred to as her husband and as the alpha to the Mo pack. There's nothing much I can do about my situation. Holding onto some of the happy memories with Scarlett was giving me a form of peace. Even while I sat alone thinking of how tomorrow would turn out, I can't help but think about how Scarlett was coping. I heard she's been discharged and is doing great. Knowing she's alive after what Event did is enough to be grateful. "What are you doing?" Max asked, his eyes scanning
***Scarlett***Just as I feared, Holm and the men loyal to Evans began to attack my pack. We had selected an Alpha, Bill, who everyone had agreed to support as the leader of the pack. Sterling never wanted to contest for the Alpha position in the first place, although I would have loved it if he did. He wanted to remain the pack's beta. Holms' attacks had become frequent, so we had to make a plan. One containing the element of surprise. We made a plan and everyone agreed with it. We are to attack the Foss pack before dawn tomorrow. I'm sure they wouldn't be expecting it. The time came for us to storm into the Foss pack house. Bill led us and we carried out our plan successfully. Even though we surprised the Foss with our attack, the battle between our pack was fierce. In the end, my pack emerged victorious. There were a lot of casualties and injured people. Amongst them was Holm who we agreed to take back with us as our captive. I understood that if we were to kill Holm, then muc
***Scarlett***My wound felt tender even though it had almost healed. The hospital had ordered that I should be discharged because I was feeling much better. Sterling greeted me when I set foot into the pack house. So did other of the pack members who were awaiting my return. A few lamented how they had feared for my life when they heard that Evans had kidnapped me and shot me. I was sure they didn't get the whole story because no one was right about what transpired. "We're glad to have you back," Sterling said with a smile. "Although we're still worried because Evans is out there. We don't know what to expect." I nodded, scanning all the faces of those who were waiting to hear me speak out. "We can't let our guards down. Evans is dangerous as long as he is alive. We need to be very vigilant." Sterling nodded in agreement. "What do you suggest we do now? We are yet to have an Alpha. As the daughter of the former Alpha and an Alpha female of our pack we need to hear what your plan
***Scarlett*** Bryan couldn't let go of my hands. "I want you to promise me something," he whispered, his eyes locked with mine, piercing through them as I tried hard not to cry. I nodded, short of words. I was eager to hear what he wanted to say. My heart pounded heavily. My chest is heavy from anticipation. "Scarlett, my love, if I could choose again in the next life, know that I would choose you," he exhaled deeply. "I want you to promise me that whatever life time we find ourselves, we will find each other again." I whined out of pain. "I understand. I hope we do find each other again. I promise to find you." He leaned down and kissed my forehead, then looked into my eyes again. "Fate has bound me to Alpha Westy. I owe him my life. It's not easy to disobey him. Marrying Ingrid is my way of being grateful to him." "Shh…I understood," I placed a finger on his lips to silence him. "You don't need to say much. I know you're in a tight spot. It's already tough on you
***Scarlett*** I was in a state of panic as I watched Bryan try to save me first. Bryan must have followed his heart because Ingrid was so mad. I was helpless and bound to the chair, but Evans released me wanting us to play the next level of the game. He suddenly pointed the gun at Ingrid. Evans was determined. He wasn't bluffing. I was already angry that Bryan had chosen to save me instead of Ingrid. But seeing the poor lady die because of us was something I couldn't stand and watch. Bryan may not love her but I knew for sure that Ingrid's death was going to ruin him. Bryan was going to be the Mo pack's enemy. I trembled at the thought of Ingrid dying here. This is bad. If Ingrid ends up dead, then that means a bigger problem for Bryan. Alpha Westby might never forgive him. All this started because of me. If there was anyone who had to die, it should be me. I failed at killing Evans. Instead of dying in the fire, I ended up creating a monster. A devil who doesn't give up. Eva
***Bryan*** I couldn't breathe for a moment as I stared at the camera on my phone, my mind reeling with horror. Evans' twisted face leered back at me, his burned and scarred skin making him look like a beast from hell. "Come alone, Bryan," he sneered. "If you want to save either of them." He had said to me laughing evilly. My heart raced as I thought of Scarlett and Ingrid, both of them in Evans' custody. I found myself screaming inside my head. Why can't he just die? Scarlett was so sure that he died in the fire. what is this now? Evans had warned me not to come along with anyone. I promise him I wasn't going to bring anyone with me. I arrived at the destination, my heart pounding in my chest. The first thing I noticed was both Ingrid and Scarlett's scent. I heard a scream come from the building. I was sure he was torturing one of them. This sends me into a frenzy and I growled in anger pushing the door down with my weight. As I entered the dark room, I was taken aback by