Chapter 84

Author After Scarlett realized she might have been too harsh, she cleared her throat awkwardly. \“You should go home,” she said, her voice softer now. Without waiting for a reply, she pulled on her helmet, hopped on her scooter, and sped off—leaving Zack standing there watching her red taillights fade into the distance ... The Carter residence felt emptier than ever that night. Alpha Shawn sat on the bedroom sofa in a daze, whiskey glass in hand. Everything looked the same—the furniture, the layout, the decor—yet something fundamental was missing. The absence was palpable, irritating, like an itch he couldn't scratch. Zavier's words from earlier that night echoed in his mind: It feels better to have a woman at home. There used to be a woman here too. His mate. His Luna. Even now, Alpha Shawn couldn't comprehend why. The question haunted him: Hadn't she stayed with him because of her family's connection to his pack in the first place? He took another sip of whiskey, the amber liquid bur