***Scarlett*** I was shocked when Alpha Westby had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his entrance unexpected and unwelcome. Ingrid stood beside him, tears streaming down her face as she gazed at Bryan with a mixture of sadness and betrayal. Max, too, looked disappointed, his expression a clear indication of his disapproval. Alpha Westby's voice was laced with anger and disappointment as he addressed Bryan. I had felt a pang in my chest as Bryan confessed his love for me. I knew it couldn't be easy for him to admit, especially in front of Alpha Westby and Ingrid. Even when I tried to tell the alpha that it was my fault and that I was the one who initiated the kiss, the alpha didn't want to listen. It wasn't easy for me to leave Bryan standing outside of the house. I had made a decision long time ago that I wasn't going to get selfish and try to make Bryan mine by all means. Not having Bryan, which is by biggest dream is a punishment for my father's sins and mine too. Tears stream
***Scarlett*** I cried myself to sleep my heart heavy with grief. I had let Bryan go, choosing his happiness over mine. I wanted him, but not at the cost of his peace of mind. I knew that he deserved to be happy, and I couldn't bear the thought of being the one to take that away from him. It was surprising that Alpha Westby would come to warm me by himself. If only he knew that I also didn't want Bryan here. After settling everything with the authorities, I left James's pack and headed back to my own. I was greeted with open arms by my pack members, who were eager to see me and hear my own side of the story. But I knew that I couldn't rest yet. There was still work to be done. I had to make sure that Evans's men were brought to justice, and that my pack was safe. I turned to look at Sterling. "We must look for Andrew. He is on the run." "Pathetic. He's such a snake. We now know why Evans preferred to keep him close." Someone complained. "He's been leaking pack informa
***Bryan*** I woke up early on the day of the wedding, feeling miserable. I didn't want to get married, but I knew I just had to. I had decided to respect Scarlett's decision and follow Alpha Westby that I would, and I couldn't back down now. As I got dressed, Max came into my room, looking grim. "Hey, man, you okay?" he asked. I nodded, trying to put on a brave face and look presentable. "Yeah, I'm fine." But Max knew me too well and could see through my lies. "Dude, you look like you're about to pass out," he said. "What's going on?" I sighed and rubbed my temples. "I don't know, Max. I just feel really overwhelmed. I don't want to get married, but I know I have to." Max put a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, it's going to be okay. You'll get through this. Forget about Scarlett and move on." I nodded, even though I knew moving on wasn't going to be easy. As we walked out to the ceremony site, I saw the pack members arranged and waiting for us. Alpha Westby was standing at the
***Scarlett*** I was jogging in the early hours of the morning in the forest, enjoying the peace and quiet, when suddenly I was grabbed from behind. I tried to struggle, but my captor was too strong. I was dragged away, unable to see who it was. But there was this familiar scent I picked. As I was pulled through the thrick forest floor, I caught a glimpse of Ingrid being dragged along beside me. I tried to call out to her, but my voice was muffled by a hand over my mouth. Finally, we were thrown into a dark room, and that was when I saw our captor. My heart stopped as I realized it was Evans. There was no way he was alive. I'm sure he died in the fire. Or did he somehow survive? The scars on his face were clearly seen caused from burns. I couldn't see his whole body because he was covered in a sweater and he had a hood on. "Surprised to see me honey?" He smiled at me. I had to turn away immediately because he reminded me of a demon from hell. "You're supposed to be dead,"
***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
***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
***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***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