Chapter 91: Blue Moon

Scarlett’s POV

​The loud ticking of the clock on my wall felt like a hammer. It was exactly 12:00 AM—the witching hour. I dragged myself out of bed, my legs feeling like water, and stumbled to the bathroom sink. I splashed freezing water onto my face, trying to drown out the images that were still burned into the back of my eyelids.

​I stared at my reflection in the mirror, watching the water drip from my chin. The dream... it felt more like a memory of a future I didn’t want. In the dream, I was standing in the center of a battlefield. The smell of blood and death was everywhere. Hundreds of wolves lay dead at my feet, their fur stained with blood.

​And in the middle of that nightmare were the triplets. Liam, Leo, and Leon. Dead.

​Suddenly, the cold, sharp voice of Luna Olivia sliced through the air. "I told you," she had hissed, appearing from the shadows of the corpses. "Stay away from them. Now see what you’ve done."

​That was when I had jerked awake.

​I walked back into the bedroom, but I couldn’t bring myself to get back into the bed. I stepped out onto the balcony instead, the midnight air biting at my skin through my cardigan. I gripped the cold stone railing. What did it mean? Why did it feel so much like a warning?

​"Hey!"

​The voice broke through my spiraling thoughts. I flinched, looking down into the darkness of the packhouse grounds.

​Standing there was a figure with sea-blue eyes that I could recognize anywhere. He was shirtless, his skin glistening with sweat from a late-night run, and the intricate tattoos on his shoulders seemed to move under the moonlight.

​It was Leo.

​"Are you okay?" he shouted up from the ground, his voice hushed but carrying the weight of genuine concern. He was panting slightly, his chest heaving as he wiped sweat from his forehead.

"I’m fine, Leo," I called back, though my voice sounded thin even to my own ears. "Just couldn’t

me, those blue eyes searching mine for the lie he knew was there. "You look like you’ve seen a ghost, Scarlett. Or

started walking toward the trellis that led up to

I whispered, though I knew

late," he grunted, his fingers already finding a grip on the

silently in front of me. The scent of pine, rain, and hot Alpha sweat filled my lungs, making Zoe hum in approval. He stayed a respectful distance away, but his

his eyes looking almost silver in the dark. "What happened? I felt your fear from the ground. It was like a physical punch

forest, unable to look at him. "It was just a dream, Leo. A

so," he replied, stepping closer until I could feel the heat radiating off his bare chest. "You’re shaking. And your wolf...

the secret of our bond pressing down on me. How could I tell him I just saw him dead in

his expression tightening with worry. He reached out as if to touch my shoulder but stopped

about it, Leo," I snapped,

finally nodding. "Fine. I respect your decision. But I’m not leaving until

I looked at his sweat-slicked skin and the way his

shaking his head as he hopped up onto the balcony railing, sitting there and looking down

asked, my mind flashing back to the bodies in

laugh, his eyes darkening as he looked at me. "No. It was the best dream of my

here running like a madman to escape his own head? As if he could hear my thoughts, he leaned forward, his voice dropping into

were mating, Scarlett. It felt so real I could

to hide the heat crawling up my neck. "You’re disgusting," I

his voice devoid of his usual teasing. "I couldn’t stay in that room.

through the trees and the distant hoot of an owl. After a minute, Leo’s

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