All Chapters of Alpha Enzo: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Scarlett’s POVEnzo tugged at my clothes, like a starving man clawing at a steaming banquet. I arched up into his every touch, craving it just as much as he craved mine.I wasn’t sure when I’d decided to let myself give in and be happy. Maybe it was when I’d realised how short a time we might have together.Maybe it was when one of my memories had come back. After waking, back from the fight in the woods, it had started to form slowly. When I’d seen Bennett, it had slithered back into place. I’d been too preoccupied by his injury to realise it had come back, but…But now I knew.Enzo nipped at the soft skin below my ear. I ground up against him, my core warm and desperate for contact. He chuckled, the sound dark and teasing, and he sucked a bruise into my neck.“Enz,” I gasped.His mouth travelled down; he yanked my sweater off and groaned when he found no bra beneath it. He grasped my breasts, squeezing and then pulling away, ever so slightly, just enough to brush his fingertips over

Scarlett’s POVGuilt gnawed at my chest as Enzo left to interrogate Isaak alone, but there was something important I had to do. If Alpha Ryker was coming with most of the damned werewolf population at his heels, we needed more manpower than we had. Enzo could try to corral the rest of the Canadian Realm, but I had a horrible feeling that they would be less than eager to sacrifice themselves for him. His reputation preceded him – Hell, they might even think Ryker was a better man to fight for.I had. I was Enzo’s mate, and I’d still fallen for Alpha Ryker’s pretty lies. If not for the mate bond, and the slim trickle of my memories returning to me, I wondered if I would ever have come home.And I worried that some of the Canadian packs had already caved. We hadn’t known about the other Realms, though it made sense – from the gaps in my memory Enzo had filled in, Ryker had been apparently doing nothing, biding his time while he searched for me, for months. Our scouts had reported nothing

Scarlett’s POV“Pretty much,” said Isaak, his gaze downcast. He shuffled his weight from foot to foot. “I’m sorry.”“Why did they target your sister?” I asked, leaning closer to the cell bars. He shrugged. “She’s the only family I have left. They knew I’d do anything for her, I guess. Even…”I nodded. “Even this.” But then my eyes narrowed. “How did they know you well enough to target her?”Isaak’s cheeks flushed. He started picking at his cuticles and refused to meet my eyes. “They have scouts too,” he said. I felt convinced it was a lie. Before I could push the matter, though, Enzo grabbed my arm.“Hey,” I said, trying to pry his fingers off. They were white knuckled. My belly hollowed out. “What is it?”“Marla just mindlinked me,” he whispered, glancing furtively at Isaak. Understanding immediately, I towed him out of the cells and up into a nook at the top of the stairs. My back was pressed flat against the wall; Enzo huddled close, biting his lip as he looked around anxiously.O

Scarlett’s POVI ducked through the wolves, narrowly avoiding the swiping, slashing claws. Nobody seemed to notice me as I ran – they were focused on the other wolves with teeth bared and blood soaked into their muzzles. I brushed under the bellies of those in Enzo’s pack, using them to protect me from the enemy wolves.Then I was pushed forward by a surge of movement from behind. Arms wheeling, I stumbled through the front line of our warriors and fell, head first, into the tangle of Ryker’s wolves.“Fuck,” I gasped, smacking into warm, bloodied fur. I bounced off its firm, muscled body, and rolled until I hit paws. Then I scrambled to my feet – Only to be clawed down my face. I bit back a scream, pressing my palms to the wound. Blood streamed between my fingers, pouring over my eye. I squeezed it shut. My head throbbed; each pulse shook me, the cut burning and stinging. Barely able to see, I ran, my back bowed, zig-zagging through the writhing mass of wolven bodies.Running through

Scarlett’s POVI stared numbly at the doorway. Emila stood at its centre, hands on hips, her expression all furrowed brows and wide eyes. “Scarlett!” she gasped. “What are you doing?”I met her gaze unflinchingly. “He doesn’t need to be in an induced coma,” I said boldly. I’d never felt so damned bold in all my life. “Does he, Medic?” I spat.She held her hands up and walked towards me slowly. “I’m not sure what’s got into you, or why you’re doing this, but please, Scarlett, step away from my patient. He needs to rest to heal.”Doubt started to creep in. I clutched the sedation tube, letting it dangle from my fingers. I’d been so sure…What if I was wrong? Had I just signed Bennett’s death certificate?Gritting my teeth, I held still. He’d woken up before when I’d used my magic to keep the sedation at bay. And he’d told me to stop her – had he meant Emila all along? He had to know what she planned to do to him. My resolve firm once more, I looked back up at her.She smiled weakly, app