SCARLET OMEGA’S POV
My breath hitched, as I stood outside the Moonwolf pack gates for a full three minutes, hands shoved into the front pocket of my work apron, telling myself it wasn’t my place. That I’d only make things worse. That showing up uninvited to the pack house of three men who hadn’t even officially claimed me was the kind of move that ended in public humiliation at best and a dungeon at worst.
I pulled out my phone and called Lina back.
She picked up on the first ring. “Where are you?”
“Outside the east gate. Lina, I can’t go in there. They’ll throw me out before I even get to the front door.”
“Scarlet.” Her voice was firm in a way it rarely was, stripped of its usual warmth. “He went to that training session on your behalf last week. You know that. You know he did. He do
