Scarlet
I ran and ran like never before.
I ran from this house, I ran from the pack— I ran before he could reject me…
I bolted. I bolted fast.
Seeing, Damien moving toward me, ignoring the entire pack, ignoring his ceremony, feel overwhelming enough to bolt.
The crowd was murmuring, confused. The ritual was incomplete. The Alpha bond is unfinished. But all I could hear was the roaring in my ears as Damien stopped a foot away from me, his face torn between disbelief and... something else.
“Scarlet,” he whispered, so low I almost missed it.
The realization hit me like a hurricane, wild and unstoppable, tearing through every rational thought as I stumbled back from Damien’s presence. His voice had been soft, almost broken, as he said my name—but it was enough to snap the last thread of
