Chapter 56: Unspoken Promises of Protection
Chapter 56: Unspoken Promises of Protection
(Scarlett’s POV)
sre you enjoying your little game of
Grace’s voice slithered into my mind like venom. Each syllable wrapped in smug satisfaction. “Oh, Scarlett, are
Her laugh grated on my nerves le claws on metal. “Alexander has been relentless. Did you know? He’s pulling every string to get that mansion for me. Such a prestigious place, perfect for my recovery I doubt you even understand its importance.”
I didn’t finch. Her balling didn’t deserve that satisfaction. My hand tightened slightly on the jar of wolfbane extract I was sorting.
“Oh, I know all about his desperation” I replied, my tone lcy. “Chasing shadows, arent you, Girnon? You think that mansion is within your reach just because Alexander’s scrambling like a pup chasing a bone? How amusing
Her laughter sharpened, brittle. “You’ve always been petty, haven’t you, Scarlett? Do you even know how much that mansion means to Alexander and me? It’s more than just a house–it’s symbolic. But I wouldn’t expect you to understand. Did Alexander ever give you anything of worth during your engagement? Surely nothing as grand”
by voice turned mockingly sweet
I paused, letting g her words hang. “Gifts?” I mused, fulgning ignomnce. My
“Oh, you mean the trinkets? The meaningless jewels?” I leaned on the counter, a smirk forming, barely remember them, Grace Funny that, isn’t it? |
can’t recall a single thing he gave me. What does that pay?”
Her pause was brief, but the silence buzzed with her simmering anger, “You don’t deserve anything!” she spat. “Alexander would have done more for
me in a week than he ever considered for you?”
“Clearly” I said dryly, brushing invisible dust from my sleeves. “Because you’ve trained him well, haven’t you, Grace? How to beg, how to crawl, and
how to exhaust his resources on a lost cause–oh, yen, you must be so proud.”
Her temper exploded, her voice harsh through the bond. “You’re revolting, Scarlett. Look at you, pretending to be some self–righteous wolf while clinging to your petty victories. That mansion will be mine”
Is that what you’re hoping for?” I bit back, letting the cold edge sharpen in my voice. “You’re a fool if you think Alexander’s pitiful attempts will change anything. Let me paint you a picture: Imagine your beloved Alexander, standing at the gates, begging on his knees. Even then, he would be turned away So keep dreaming, Grace. They’re all you have left.”
Her fury surged, crackling like static across the bond, I could hear her breath hitch, her voice trembling with both frustration and a hint of fear. “You’re
cursing me. You always have”
I scoffed, letting the sound echo deliberately through the link. “Cursing you? Don’t be ridiculous. Your demise is your own doing. Consider the silver poisoning a courtesy–the only relief you’ll get from every other consequence you chose to ignore”
“You monster!” Her voice cracked as raw emotion spilled over. “You think this is justice? You think your bitterness makes you right?”
think it makes you uncomfortable,” I retorted calmly. “But go ahead. Use your dwindling strength to complain. See how far it gets you”
Her shield momentarily faltered, but then, like clockwork, Sarah’s volcu ripped into the bond
“Scarlett!” she backed, her tone dripping with unrestrained fury. “What are you doing to Grace? This venomous hatred–it’s disgusting!
I rolled my eyes, not at all surprised by her sudden intrusion. Of course, here comes Sarah Charging in to rescue her precious Grace.” My voice was
dismissive. “You’re nothing if not predictable”
“Don’t you dare mock me,” she snarled. I felt her power pressing against me, trying to weigh me down. But Cora rose within me, steady and
unyielding Her attempt was like a passing breeze
I
“You really need to give up on this performance,” I shot back. My smirk widened. “It’s getting embarrassing. What is it this time, Sarah? Another emotional plea? Another demand I embrace this sham you call a family?”
“Your behavior is unacceptable!” she roared. “You’ve become a menace, Scarlett. You’ve aligned yourself with dangerous wolves. Do you think I don’t
“Dangerous wolves.” I mused, letting her words hang for effect. “Oh, Sarah. Do you mean Roman?” My sarcasm was as sharp as a blade. “I should
Chapter 56: Unspoken Promises of Prot
hope you see it. Because blindness would be a poor excuse for your Ignorance.”
Sarah’s anger boiled over, her voice crackling with rage. Do you think this is a game? You’re walking a very dangerous path, Scarlett. You’ve forgotten everything we gave you!”
“You gave me nothing.“I said, every word deliberate and cutting. “But I’ve given you something in return–freedom I’m cutting all ties, Sarah. Officially and permanently.”
Sarah stilled, her silence vibrating with tension. But when she spoke again, her voice brimmed with disbelief and barely controlled rage. “Scarlett, you don’t mean-
“Oh, I do, I interrupted sharply. “And here’s the best part: You don’t get a say. Your pack’s pitiful resources? They mean less than nothing to me now. Check with Marcus. Ask him how much he’s lost since the supply chain crumbled–thanks to me. You should be grateful I even let you exist on the fringes of relevance for this long”
Her voice shook, a mix of rage and desperation. “Where is this coming from? Why are you doing this? Is it him? Who is behind this?
I chuckled coldly, the sound low and deliberate “Seriously, Sarah? You still don’t understand. You’ve always been irrelevant to me. Completely and utterly insignificant. That hasn’t changed, and it never will. Good luck figuring out the rest,”
Before she could retort, I slammed the bond shut. Her fury faded into distant whispers, disjointed and weak.
heir voices didn’t remain quiet long. Faint tremors rippled through the bond, whispers of Sarah’s desperation and Grace’s manipulation clawing at
I sighed, allowing just enough of the bond to flicker for my amusement.
“Scarlett!” Sarah’s voice broke through once more, her panic bleeding into every syllable. What do you think you’re doing? This isn’t the way forward!”
I refused to flinch. “What’s the matter, Sarah? Are we back to the same tired lecture aboun family and forgiveness? Let me stop you there–I’m not Interested?
“You can’t just leave!” She tried to command, but her authority was hollow, Family bonds are unbreakable. You’ll always be tied to us, no matter how far you run!”
I laughed outright, sharp and bitter. “Family bonds?” I repeated mackingly. “That’s rich coming from you. Where were those bonds when you left me in that den, barely alive, while Grace walked free? Where were they when I needed you?”
“Stop it,” she snapped, her tone desperate and cracking. “You don’t understand-”
What don’t I understand, Sarah?” I snapped back, my voice rising in intensity. “That all of this–the lies, the manipulation, the betrayal–was to protect Grace? Or is it that you still think I owe you something after all that?”
Her silence lingered too long, her words faltering under the weight of truth
Is that what you’re clinging to now?” I asked coldly, grabbing the final piece of ammunition. “That blood ties make everything okay? Newsflash,
Sarah Blood means nothing when trust is dead. And trust died between us a long time ago.”
Grace’s voice suddenly joined again, faint but cutting. “You’ll regret this, Scarlett. When your empire crumbles, when your allies abandon you, you’ll crawl back to us?
I didn’t bother to reply Instead, I let the weight of silence crush whate slamming the door on their grasping voices.
bravado she tried to muster. The bond fizzled out as I closed it fully,
The stillness that followed was blissful, like a long–awaited exhale. Through my connection with Roman, I felt his approval surge–a solid, unyielding reassurance.
Logan’s presence brushed gently against Cora’s, their bond glowing with satisfaction. Together, their strength wrapped around me, unspoken promises of protection radiating through every fiber.
