Scarlet’s POV

Kanan raked his fingers through his hair nonchalantly, like his death threats were as normal as every other thing was. His eyes continued to trail each and every of my movement. Piercing, excruciating and calculating.

I’d almost died from the dread coursing through me, but my father remained unwavering, the only hint of fear on his face was his hesitation.

“Let the others go first, this is between you and I.” Father roared out at Kanan who’d had our pack held hidden ...