Who's the Spy

Scarlett's pov

"Scarlett?"

My father called again, while I hastily dressed up. I cast a glance at Gavin who was buttoning his shirt up and then at the mess on my bed. The sheets were wrinkled and the whole room reeked of sex. This wasn't the way I wanted to tell my father but there was no going back.

"Coming, dad!" I called out, looking at my mate once again who gave me an encouraging nod.

I nodded back. I've got this…

Swallowing the apprehension, I opened the door. I could tell that my father wasn't pleased. At least he didn't come to my door accompanied by his guards or his council. I would prefer that we met him alone. Nonetheless, before he said anything, I cleared my throat and spoke.

"Dad, I have got something to tell you."

Staring at me with unwavering disappointment, "I bet. I wasn't wrong after all. Something is going on between the both of you. You better have a good explanation for everything, young lady," he remarked, peering inside. He scrunched up his nose. "This pla