SCARLETTAfter Alex’s boob graze, I kept my guard up for the rest of the dress shopping.When he realized that I was being odd, he excused himself and allowed the attendant tend to me while I chose a dress. That gesture of giving me space even when he’d have preferred to stay with me warmed my heart like every other gentlemanly act he’d expressed that night.I found the perfect dinner dress after two tries and a glam team was sent in to get me ready while an attendant informed me that Alex was getting dressed as well.Alex returned when the glam team was doing finishing touches and from the look of absolute wonder in his eyes I could tell that I looked gorgeous. He was an equally marveling sight in his dark blue suit and I particularly loved how handsome he looked with his hair sleeked back.As soon as the glam team left, he walked towards me with an adoring smile.“It’s my night yet you'll definitely be the star of the show,” he reached for my hand, lifting it to his lips for a linge

LOGANFor no less than five minutes, I’d been the object of Ashley’s hawklike gaze.I’d just gotten back from Alex’s celebratory dinner and I hoped she wasn't staring at me because she could sense another woman’s scent on me. Against my will, I’d rid myself of Scarlett’s scent as soon as we walked out of the restroom, but Ashley had a way of sensing that I was being insincere by simply reading my body language.I was being as unsuspicious as possible as I got out of my suit and into a sleepwear, but the foremost thought in the back of my mind was how badly I’d have loved to leave Scarlett’s scent on my clothes so I could bask in it for as long as I pleased.I fought back the sigh that threatened to leave my lips at the thought and turned to face Ashley.“Come on, let’s go to bed, we’ve both had a tiring day,” I started to pull the duvet lower to climb into bed as I spoke.From the pointed look she had trained on me, I knew she wasn't ready to call it a night yet. I could see a million

LOGANShe’s not here.My wolf had said when I walked into the Vaughn mansion, but I was too frantic and panicked to take his word so I searched every room in the house still, calling her name and hoping for a response each time.After I slammed the door of her empty room shut in frustration, Blake dashed out of his room with confusion etched into his sleepy face.“What’s the problem, Logan?” he asked concern written all over his face as he approached me.Frankly, I had no answer to that because I wasn't sure what kind of danger Scarlett was in, all I wanted to do was find her before it got any worse. Since Alex wasn't home either, I figured that they were still together so I dialed his number and pressed my phone to my ear.As it rang, I saw that Blake was scrutinizing my wrist, probably because of the blood on it.“Why’re you bleeding? What’s wrong? Did you get into an accident on the way here?” he stretched his hand to inspect the bleeding but I shot him a warning glare and moved as

SCARLETTIt’s been three days since the incident, and I still had unanswered questions piling up by the second.Before that night, I’d never experienced what it felt like to see a vision and it still seemed unbelievable till this very moment. Growing up as a werewolf—a magical creature of the moon goddess’s making, meant that I believed in the supernatural, but I never thought I could experience certain planes of magic. Especially visions where it seemed like I was being drawn out of the clutches of death and brought back to life. That night, moments before I regained consciousness, I saw a familiar face running towards me when I was on the verge of giving up the fight to stay alive. He’d held out a hand to me from a distance, begging me to reach for his hand despite the thick cloud of darkness between us that stopped him from coming any closer. I was already weak and tired, ready to accept defeat and slip into death’s cold embrace, but watching him beg me to hold on a little longer

LOGANThree days that felt like forever ago passed, and the guilt hovering wickedly in my chest grew by the second, nearly tearing me apart. The next day after being caught fondling Scarlett’s body, Ashley swore that all was forgiven and forgotten as long as I promised that it wouldn’t affect our engagement or marriage. Since I couldn’t blatantly tell her that I’d lost feelings for her over a month ago and had no control over what I felt for Scarlett, I agreed to her terms and began to create a healthy distance between myself and Scarlett at work despite how much it hurt to do so. The worst part of it all is that Ashley turned down the contract after that incident and the breathing space I was hoping to get from her traveling was lost. She was scared of losing me to Scarlett in her absence and didn't care that a contract like that would boost her career in countless ways. I was still going over the events of the last few days in my head when a soft knock on my door distracted me.