Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Scarlett’s POV

"I have no idea," I reiterated, my tone a mix of frustration and concern, my gaze locked onto the King as I spoke. "It's a complex situation, one that's hard to decipher. But there's no doubt that Michael's motives are far from pure. He might be trying to exploit our vulnerabilities, seeking shelter only to further his own agenda."

The King's brows furrowed, his eyes narrowing as he absorbed my words. "But how did he manage to get here? And under the guise of being sent to check on you?" His voice held a note of disbelief, his arms crossed over his chest as he regarded me intently.

I sighed, my fingers absently tapping against the arm of my chair. "It's possible he's manipulating the situation. Remember, he's always been crafty, a master of deception. He could have easily forged that seal or coerced someone from the neighboring pack into playing along. We know how skilled he is at twisting truths to suit his purposes."

The King's pacing slowed, and he cast a contemplati