Scarlett

The argument echoing from the hallway was nothing compared to the storm raging inside me. I paced my quarters, my wolf restless and uneasy. Something felt off, but I couldn’t quite place it.

Nina’s bruises, her trembling voice as she recounted Lucas’s cruelty—they had been enough to ignite a fire of fury and protectiveness within me.

I had promised to keep her safe, no matter the cost. Yet, a nagging doubt lingered, a shadow in the back of my mind I couldn’t ...