Chapter 11

Scarlett He stared at me in shock, stammering, “W–What did you just say?” “You heard me,” I said quickly. His face twisted with sudden fury, as if he wanted to kill me. He better not dare. I wouldn’t go down that easily. When he didn’t move, I turned and walked away. I silently wished he wouldn’t follow me. Of course, I wasn’t that lucky. The entire universe seemed to hate me. “You’re not leaving me,” Alexander roared, grabbing my wrist with the last bit of his strength, refusing to let go. His grip was tight enough to stop me, but not enough to bruise. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t let him win. Instead, I stared straight into his eyes and said, “Let go.” There was a flicker of yellow in the corner of his eyes—his wolf was rising to the surface. “You think this is over? You think just because you talked to him for a bit, even shared a bed, that it erases everything between us?” “Everything we had?” I laughed, sharp and bitter. “You mean before or after you shoved your dick into Faye like s