----Scarlet POV----
It’s been almost a month since that unfortunate—and absolutely ridiculous—episode with Asten. I still couldn’t believe he had the audacity to pull something like that. We hadn’t seen much of him since that ill-conceived day. According to the many people now suddenly interested in meeting me—thanks to the steady stream of castle visitors—he had been holed up in his chambers, refusing to speak to or see anyone.
Stella and I were lounging at the back of George’s castle, sunbathing and relaxing after a grueling training session with my father and Elder Dimitry. Carly was giving me the cold shoulder in the back of my mind—she was desperate to go looking for our mate. I, however, preferred to wait. I couldn’t go rushing off into the woods chasing after someone whose face I
