Chapter Eighteen

BRAD'S POV

ONE HOUR AGO

My skin tingled as I took another sip from the bottle of wine I had. I wanted to drown myself in alcohol, it was the only way to escape the thoughts in my head. The thoughts in my head were nearly driving me crazy and I needed peace.

The peace that only alcohol could provide because I had no one else. I had dumped my girlfriend in my elaborate plan to deal with Elias. And Scarlet could never fill that void.

Two bottles down and I still couldn’t get drunk. It was such a shame that alcohol worked differently for wolves. It would take nearly six bottles to get me drunk and to stop the voices in my head.

I sighed and tried to focus my thoughts on something else, perhaps something more positive. But all I could think of was Scarlet, all I could see was her red hair, falling carelessly across her shoulders.

I used to hate her hair because I thought it was weird. But I was fascinated by its qualities now.

“Damn it, Brad!” I shook my head and snapped myself out o