Chapter 6: Get Out
(Scarlett's POV)
My phone vibrated against the table for what felt like the hundredth time in the past hour. Emma glanced at the screen and rolled her eyes.
"Another unknown number," she said, sliding the device toward me. "That's the eighth one. Luna Sarah must be getting desperate."
I watched the phone buzz with tired disinterest. This was Sarah's favorite tactic - having various pack members call me when I refused to answer her directly.
"Just turn the damn thing off," Emma suggested, taking a sip of her third whiskey. "They'll get the message eventually."
"You know what? You're right."
I grabbed the phone and powered it down with a satisfying press. The silence felt like a luxury after hours of incessant ringing.
"To peace and quiet," I said, raising my gla
