***Scarlett*** I was about giving up. My legs strained and tightened as my paws dug deep into the dirt. i kkept on running and gasping for air, my lungs felt like they were about to explode. Six werewolves were onto me. They were so close…snarling and howling. Keep running! I screamed in my head. I thought I was out of reach until I heard one of the wolves behind me, it was so close. It had to be the biggest werewolf I have ever seen in my life. Fear gripped my stomach. I ran faster. But the monster grabbed me. Before I knew what was happening, we were rolling on the forest floor. Hell, I wasn’t going to die like this. Not without a fight. I scratched him and made sure my claws sink deep into his thighs, so deep that I could shred those thighs in one go. He lets out a growl, howling in pain. His strong hands held me tightly...restraining and preventing me from releasing myself. I fought hard to bite him but he was just too strong. I waited for that fatal bite from him or perhaps

***Scarlett*** I dialed his number for the twentieth time. I haven’t been able to reach Bryan since we parted at the forest. I felt bad about how Evans treated Bryan, especially when he tossed the money at him. I wanted to apologize. I tried calling Lois too but she wasn't picking up, so I left Lois a voicemail. I hope she calls when she sees it. It was nine hours since the awful incident. Who would have thought that a bunch of werewolves will be waiting for me ahead, blocking my path. With each passing moment, I was getting worried. Perhaps, Bryan isn’t returning my calls because he's angry? I wouldn’t blame him if he is. Evans really went too far. I can’t justify Evan’s actions as jealousy. This was pure hatred toward the poor guy. Evans was asking questions. I felt like yanking at my hair because some of his questions sounded stupid. He wanted to know if I recognized any of the werewolves who came after me. “I’ve never seen any of them before. I need some sleep, Evans,” I said

***Scarlett*** “Oh…I’m okay.” My voice trembled, my knees buckled, and a cold sweat trickled down my spine as I struggled to keep my composure. “Let...me see that.” I collected the necklace from her. “Are you saying he went back into the house to get this?” “You find it absurd too, right?” It looked exactly like mine. This means one thing. It had to be him. I recalled twelve years ago when that boy got two pairs of this necklace. He gave one to me and he kept the other. It was his way of saying he was glad I helped him. It was a token of his love. A very short time with him that felt like forever. I had left school to get a gift for my mom. It was her birthday. I wanted to surprise her with a cute wool scarf. I had seen a wool scarf that would look lovely on her. I saved up some little money and decided to get it for her as her birthday present. Then I was ambushed by four boys. I knew them from school. They were bullies. They yanked at my backpack and pushed me into an alley. I

***Scarlett*** The thought of Bryan was the only thought that made me feel better...and sad. He was returned to Silvercrest Range but didn't comeback for me. My happiness quickly turned to sadness when I reminded myself that he’s injured because of me. Maybe he doesn’t remember me. I gripped onto my necklace. When Bryan gets well and hears of my Pack's Involvement in what happened to him, he will hate me. Even if I told him the truth that my pack has nothing to do with it and that it was all Evans's doing. He would still hate me. I screamed into my pillow, throwing punches at it. Ahhh... This is so Frustrating! Evans isn't home yet. The images of him and Dina together kept assaulting me. What I saw at the Foss pack house meant that a lot was going on that I didn’t know about. Hell! I didn’t even know what was going on in my own pack house. I had left everything in the hands of Evans except for my father’s business. Even that, I had once considered involving him in the business bef

***Bryan*** It was past midnight and the lights were out; as expected. I noticed the gate man wasn’t at his post. Then I thought to myself, maybe he had gone to the restroom. I sighed, watching Scarlett’s massive mansion from where I stood. I had no idea how I was going to break in. But that isn’t a problem. I came here to achieve one thing and I wouldn’t leave until it’s done. I was considering that it would be better if I ended my revenge mission with Evans and Scarlett both dead. The pack members who had no idea what happened twelve years ago would be let to live. Although I haven't concluded yet. But it hurts to recall how innocent young and old, men, women and children were wiped out that night and they called it “a rogue attack”. What a joke! Rogues that were never tracked and found by the authorities in Silvercrest Range. I was certain Scarlett and Evans aren’t the only ones taking their last breath tonight. I had made arrangements for the guards too, but the house was as qu