Chapter 111:Drunken Confessions

(Roman’s POV) By the time the evening wound down, my little wolf was barely holding herself together. Scarlett, who was often as sharp and feisty as her emerald eyes suggested, was now slumped against me, her cheeks flushed from the effects of the moon-blessed wine. "Brother," she slurred softly, wrapping her arms around my neck as if she owned me. Her voice was lighter than usual, tinged with an unusual vulnerability. "Didn’t you—hic—promise me something fun?" I held her closer, cradling her securely as we exited the venue. The biting winter wind tried to nip at her exposed face, but I shifted my coat around her, shielding her from the chill. "Fun?" I chuckled under my breath. "Scarlett, I think you’ve had plenty of fun for tonight." She frowned, burying her warm face against my chest to escape the cold. "Liesss!" she mumbled accusingly, her voice muffled by my shirt. "You promised special… treats! You allllways do this." I could barely hold back my laughter. Seeing Scarlett lik