Wolf knew he was supposed to be the tough one. He knew he was supposed to be the strong one.
But he couldn't help but feel broken.
Just a few days after becoming his alpha, Scarlet was gone. Just like that.
And Wolf couldn't help but blame himself.
He was right there!
His poor Scarlet.
It felt like a dream when they finally reunited.
As soon as he saw her red hair- heck, he could smell her before he could see her- he started running. Racing. Like a complete maniac. Once he reached her, he hugged her so tight she could barely breathe.
And then she kissed him.
Wolf held her. He looked at her finger. Her pinky.
He held it up.
"What did they do to your finger?"
Scarlet looked at it.
"Chopped it off."
"Why?"
He felt such protectiveness towards her. How dare someone chop off her finger?
He closed his eyes.
Scarlet placed her chin on his shoulder.
"I don't remember. I don't care. I'm finally back."
She was finally back. And Wolf wasn't going to let her go that easily.
