Almas pov
I ran the last part back to the house, my house, or what was supposed to be my home, when I came up short and saw Scarlett standing in the doorway like she saw me coming down the street, and I looked at her. She looked different from when I had seen her the first time. Her hair was shorter, and she had makeup on and hard eyeliner that made her green eyes look even more menacing at me, standing in a crop top and high jeans. Santiago was right. She really was just a kid.
“Luna…. He’s not here, and I don’t know if you should be here. I know it’s your pups…and I’m sorry. I swore to you and the Alpha to protect them, even if that means protecting them from you.” She sounded like she meant every word, and I felt the air disappear from my lungs. She was a good girl, just trying to kee
