Scarlett's pov

The once excited atmosphere suddenly turned chaotic as people began running for their dear lives. Most people from my clan immediately shape shifted to turn into their wolves; but I couldn’t. I couldn’t even force myself to for I was phobo phobic. 

Anguished screams filled the air as a few members of my pack were attacked and slain, and vice versa. What the hell was happening?

I suddenly couldn’t find Elora anymore and I needed to get to safety quickly; going down on my knees, I quickly crawled in all fours until I got into a quiet dark corner which I laid in until most of the noise had subsided a few hours later.

“Scarlett! Scarlett!” I heard Elora’s fearful screams from a distance. With my body shaking in fear, I got up from my corner and ran towards her to engulf her in a warm hug.

“I was so worried about you,” she said quietly; wrapping her arms around me. I snuggled into her warm embrace, sniffed and whispered,

“What happened?” I listened quietly as she tried to quickly explain the proceedings of the night because according to her, she witnessed everything. 

“Walk closely behind me,” she said bravely, tugging at my arm; “there are a few dead bodies littered almost everywhere!” We walked closely together, it was more of me holding unto her with my eyes squeezed shut while she lead like the brave friend that she was.

I sucked in a deep sharp breath when I came in contact with a dead body whose head had been broken open. There were a few more lifeless bodies splattered across the floor of the auditorium some of which were members of our pack and some, were members of the attacking pack. The auditorium floor was painted a bright red with blood. I shuddered.

I shivered quietly as she walked me out of the auditorium, to the pack house, and into my room.

“I think you’d have to take your bath first,” she whispered literally pushing me into the bathroom. I quickly washed up and allowed her tuck me into bed.

“You need to rest too Elora, you’re beginning to seem mechanical.” I whispered to her, earning 

myself beautiful grin being thrown in my direction.    

I watched quietly as she kissed me goodnight and walked away looking as lost as a child abandoned on the Highway…

***

I woke up the next day feeling slightly better; with an added bounce to my stride, I quickly prepared breakfast, put it in my SpongeBob lunchbox and got ready to go visit Elora.

I wanted to thank her for what she did yesterday; for doing to me exactly what my mom would’ve done for me if she weren’t dead. 

I walked across the pack house, which was now dead silent as a lot of people had decided to stay indoors due to what happened yesterday. I also noticed the dried blood stains across the lawn, but that didn’t refrain me from going further.

The first thing I noticed when I got to Elora’s house was the absence of her parents. Then the fact that her doors were all left open scared me. In fast calculated steps, I ran in only for my nostrils to be attacked by the irresistible smell of my mate. What the hell is going on here?!

Following the beautiful smell of my mate, I ran up the flight of stairs in confusion, and stopped right in front of her door.

Her door was left slightly ajar; and from the crack between the door and doorframe, what I saw made me freeze in my steps, for on Elora’s bed was Elora and Alpha Michael, my mate, going at it.

She was screaming out a lot of gibberish into thin air with her eyes closed, and back arched  as he thrusted into her with a kind of pace that was too animalistic to be real.

“Fucccck baby, I’m so close to cumming!” She cried out, her hands fisting at the bedsheets beside her.

I stood rooted to the floor for a few minutes with my fingers pressed against my ears as hot tears poured out from my eyes.

“Elora!” I screamed, making the both of them halt their movements in surprise. Elora cast an unapologetic look my way while Michael wore a look that made me understand he had sensed my presence even before I called. He only continued because he wanted to be caught!

“What’s do you think you’re doing Elora? and with my mate!” I yelled, feeling the hot tears pour down in wild torrents. She moved away to sit behind him while he in turn guarded her like she was a piece of antiqued jewelry; and stared me down as if daring me.

“Get out!” he snarled making me flinch slightly but I didn’t leave. I couldn’t leave. I felt rooted in place.

“I am your mate for goodness sake!” I cried out angrily, “What did I do to you that you would  treat me like this?” I rushed out; my voice breaking in sadness. I couldn’t help but notice how his face contorted in disgust when I said the word ‘mate’.

Throwing a disdainful glance my way, he snorts and snarled, “then you must be as stupid as you look to think that a person of my status would accept a low life like you as my mate!” His words sent a kind of pain akin to physical blow to my spine; I almost doubled over.

I looked away from him to stare at Elora, probably to find the warmth that used to be in those big blue eyes of hers; to look into the eye that had always awarded me with friendship, but instead she threw a dirty glance my way as she wrapped the blanket a little more securely around her breasts.

“What’s your name?” Alpha Michael asks suddenly, making me stare up at him in confusion.

“Huh?” I asked, with a cluelessness that almost made me look stupid.

“Your name!” He growled making me flinch in fright.

“Scarlett, Scarlett Paige” I rushed out.

“Scarlett I’d like to make it official then,” He said suddenly with an evil glint in his brooding eyes. “In fact, I Michael Rayfield rejects you Scarlett whatever you are called as my mate! From this day onwards, I do not want to have anything to do with you or things that concern you.” He declared, his nose up in the air like there was a spiritual being he was talking to. 

I felt my heart break into a million tiny pieces at his declaration. To make matters worse, I saw Elora place one perfectly manicured hand on his shoulder, and bent to give him a deep passionate kiss while I still stared.

I felt the hot tears slowly leaking from my eye begun to pour out in wilder torrents. Allowing the tears blur my vision, I stumbled out of the room and fled…