SCARLET OMEGA’S POV
I'd know that walk anywhere. Shoulders back, chin tipped just enough to look confident without looking like she was trying. I used to walk like that too, before everything. Before her.
"No," I whispered, and Lina, standing next to me on the quad, followed my gaze.
"Scarlet? What—" She stopped when she saw who I was looking at. "Wait. Is that your sister?"
"That's Elena." My voice came out flatter than I expected.
Elena's eyes found mine across the courtyard, and for one unguarded second something flickered there. Then it was gone, replaced by the same practiced calm she'd worn the day she stood beside Liam and let the pack bond seal between them, wearing my stolen scent like a coronation gown.
She started walking toward us. Of course she did. Elena never could re
