Chapter 21: This Isn’t Over
(Scarlett's POV)
"This conversation is over, Alexander." I stared directly into his amber eyes, unflinching and resolute. "Our mate bond is finished. Done. There will be no marking ceremony."
Alexander's hands tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. The muscles in his jaw worked furiously as he struggled to control his temper.
"You're not thinking clearly," he insisted, his voice dropping to that authoritative tone that once intimidated everyone in his pack. "The political ramifications—"
"Are your problem, not mine." I cut him off sharply. "I'm done being your backup plan while Grace waits in your bed."
His nostrils flared. "Scarlett—"
"No." I held up my hand. "Instead of trying to manipulate me, why don't you use some of that famous
