Chapter Fourty Nine

Scarlett’s POV

As Swiftclaw's attention was diverted by his commander's urgent news, my eyes followed the sound of footsteps that entered the tent. The atmosphere shifted, tension thickening in the air. I turned, my heart sinking as I laid eyes on the figure who had walked in. It was Michael, the traitor who had sold us out to Swiftclaw.

My stomach churned with a mixture of anger and betrayal, and a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. I wanted nothing more than to lash out, to unleash my fury upon him for the pain he had caused. His very presence felt like a taunt, a reminder of how vulnerable we truly were.

Swiftclaw's voice cut through the charged silence, filled with a twisted delight. "Welcome, Michael," he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "You've arrived just in time to witness the downfall of your former pack."

Michael's grin widened, revealing a cold, calculating expression that sent a shiver down my spine. He had once been one of us, trusted and loyal, but h