***Scarlett***
I'm still in shock. It's only been twenty-four hours since the incident. It's been confirmed that my father, Alpha Ashley Anderson was killed. His drink was poisoned. Whoever my father had a meeting with has a hand in this. The bad news is no one knows who my father met. Many said he was alone in his office sorting some documents but had no idea who came to see him. Evans thinks the wandering killer has finally succeeded in striking my father. That's what everyone in Silvercrest Range calls the killer now; the wandering killer. I don't want to argue with him but this is too easy. The killer wouldn't have gained access into my father's working chambers without help from the inside. The elders of the pack say an investigation will be carried out to ascertain if this was the work of the wandering killer or an insider. Evans dragged the tray of food close. He lifted the warm glass of milk and handed it to me. "You have to eat, Scarlett. Dina has been worried sick about you. She asked after you this morning when she called." The scrambled eggs on the plate smelled like death. It made me want to puke. "Take it away, I have no appetite," I said in a low tone. "I can't let you do this to yourself, my little princess. Eat, so you can get your energy back. I told you I'll handle everything." Evans fondled my hand gently. I got a feeling my marriage to Evans is the worst mistake of my life. Our union has in no way helped with the situation at all. Don't misunderstand me... Evans Foss is a loving husband. He's been good to me and my pack. And I'm yet to understand why Curtis, Lois' mate, made that sneering comment the other day. He got me worried. I was thinking Evans was a dangerous man or was onto something horrible. Evans has never shown me that strict side everyone else complains about. I'm yet to see him act like a beast when I am around him. The problem is that my people are still being abducted and killed. So far two of his people have been found dead which is shocking. The day their body was discovered, Evans was pissed off. Many began to say the Andersons had shared their bad luck with the Foss. That can't be further away from the truth. "Are you sure it's the wandering killer who killed my father?" I watch him through half closed eyes. My eyelids felt too heavy to lift up as they were too swollen and spasmed from excessive crying. Evans leaned closely to me and pulled my head to lay on his chest. "Yeah. Who else? It has to be him." Hearing Evans' heart beat and taking in his musky scent calmed me. I wasn't attracted to him but as mates being close to him like this makes me feel protected. Falling in love with Evans Foss isn't an easy task. Maybe soon I'll learn to love him. I respect him a lot though. I lift my head up to stare at his face. He used his mustache to rub my forehead in an adoring manner. He smiled, trying to make me feel better. "But why…Why is he after us?" I asked. "He hasn't touched anyone from the other packs yet. The Mos, Bergs and Ruuds. They are safe. So why us?" "I suspect that whoever it is would be from either of the three packs. The killer has never left a clue—not even mistakenly. There is no clue so we could understand his reason for killing. No tracks were found either." Evans' eyes glowed, his voice transitioned into a low growl. "The day I find out who this bastard is, I'll make him pay with every drop of his blood. He would die in the most painful way." Evans' grip on me tightened, as he planted a kiss on my forehead. Evans obviously wasn't going easy with this case…I know he's trying his best. Anytime we discussed about the wandering killer, it makes him so furious. Just like now, his change in appearance scared me. His claws extended as he made threats but they shifted into fingers immediately he sensed my discomfort. I want the killer to be caught at all costs. When he's caught, I'll like to ask him why. Why did he have to kill all those people?***Scarlett*** My father was cremated as the tradition demands for werewolves in the range. My stepmother and I had to wait behind to collect his Ash. I doubt if my father's death will make us close. I have a feeling it will only push us farther away from each other because we were never close to begin with. Dina wiped a tear that trickled down her right cheek. "Your father was a good man. The best man I've ever met." "You don't have to be dramatic about it," I said feeling irritated by her display. Evans caressed my arms. "That's no way to talk to your stepmother, babe. She is hurt too, you know." I ignored Evans. The last thing I need now is an argument. Dina began to sob more. "I wish she could care for me as much as I care for her." I rolled my eyes at the pathetic show she kept on displaying. It was funny that she was shedding a tear from just one eye—she looked funny honestly. Who was she trying to deceive? Not me of course. If I was a private investigator, I wouldn
***Scarlett*** I couldn’t hold it anymore. I’m surprised that I still clutched onto my bag tightly, even with the shocking display of my husband's infidelity satring back at me. I backed away. Unfortunately, my back hit the wall behind me. They must have heard my movement because I heard them stop. “Who is there?” Dina called out. I ran for the exist as fast as I could. There was no time to even turn around. There was no need to because with my wolf hearing, I could tell they were out of the room already to find who had alked in on them. No way was I going to make it out of this place in time. So I did the one thing I could do—hide. I went through the main door but instead of running straight for the gate, I sneaked behind the house and entered through the emergency door, into the kitchen. I gently pushed the door. I gasped…too loud for a fact. My eyes narrowed...I wasn’t expecting to see anyone. “Shhh… stay quiet or they would find you." Sir Vik, the butler pointed t
***Scarlett*** Sir Vik got his composure back. He opened the store, reaching out for me with one of his hand. “Let’s get you out of here.” I nod, taking his hand in mine. “Uncle Vik, how do I get out of here?” “Leave that to me," he said. I trusted him. When he told me to leave it to him, I didn’t doubt him for a second. I knew he would know what to do. He used the emergency door which I had used earlier. So I followed him. “Where are we going to? What’s at this side of the house?” I asked as we continued to walk further away from the house. “You need to hurry, Scarlett.” I increased my pace. “I’m sorry, you almost got hurt because of me. Thank you for masking my scent.” I lowered my head, feeling sorry for what had happened back in the house. “It’s okay.” He turned around to face me. “Are you okay? I …mean …you saw them doing it too, didn’t you?” I stared back at him. My eyes narrowed. “You knew about it?” He nodded slightly and looked away. “I saw them at a hotel in to
***Bryan*** I’m going insane. It’s over a week since I set my eyes on Scarlett Anderson. I haven’t remained the same man ever since. Getting hard ons frequently just by thinking about her is making me lose my mind. This has stressed me beyond words. I recalled the day I had gone with Jensen, Lois and Curtis for the condolence visit. I had fled the premises without any explanation. I had to. I couldn’t sit there having sexual fantasies about a woman I am supposed to kill. The mere color of her skin and how pretty her face was, turned me on. I imagined how those slender legs of hers would feel when wrapped around me when I take her. Damn! This was fucked? A knock on the door pull me back to the present, distorting my train of thoughts. “Yes. Who is it?” “It’s Jensen.” I pushed the door and peeked through it. I wasn’t in the mood to see anyone. “Dude! There’s something called a call or a text. Why are you here knocking at my door on a weekend?” Jensen stepped in pushing me out of
***Scarlett*** At first it seemed impossible. I couldn’t keep up with faking my emotions, pretending everything is okay. Now, it’s become easier. Not ever loving Evans at this time is a lifesaving mechanism for me. If this shit happened after I have fallen for him, it would be devastating for me. It would have crushed me. “When would you be moving into the mansion?” Lois came in not too long ago to check on me. Lois had been there to give me a shoulder to cry on. When I told her about Evans and Dina, her scream almost tore the roof of my house down. “Tomorrow.” I poured some juice in her glass before I proceeded to fill mine. Lois picked her glass. “It’s cool that your father willed the mansion to you.” “Not so cool if you ask me. Maintaining that house is one hell of a job. Not only that; father willed everything to me.” Lois narrowed her eyes then sighed. “You are one lucky bitch. You should know that. But you don’t seem too happy he left everything in your name.” Lois adju
***Scarlett***“Babe, what do you mean by you aren’t in the mood?” Evans tore away the pillow from my arms. “Since your father died, it’s been one excuse or the other. It’s been a while since I touched you.”“I need space. I’m not in the mood, Evans.” I pull away to avoid his touch.“You don’t have to be in the mood. You are my wife. I can make love to you when I wish.”His response made me angry. I yelled. “Oh, yeah! It’s my body. I decide when I want to do it with you.” He was behaving like a misogynistic bastard. He is alpha of a pack. I’m an alpha female of my pack. He shouldn’t expect me to submit to him all the time.Evans snarled, his teeth extended as he jumped into the bed. He tried to get hold of my legs. I move further away. “Stop it Enzo. No means no, except you want to rape me.”“At this rate, I might. We aren’t humans who try to be rational when it comes to sex.” His eyes glowed. “I’ll only get pissed and get what I want the wolf way if you keep pushing me.”“Let go of
***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
***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