Chapter 225:Explosive News and Subtle Changes

(Scarlett's POV) I settled onto the comfortable sofa in the living room after Roman disappeared into his study. He'd received a phone call that seemed urgent, his expression shifting to that cold, calculating look that meant pack business required his attention. Wilson, our pack housekeeper, approached me with his usual dignified manner. His Beta status didn't diminish his authoritative presence among the house staff. "Miss Scarlett, would you like fresh salmon for lunch?" he asked respectfully. "The pack hunters caught some this morning. You usually enjoy it daily." I immediately felt my stomach turn at the mere thought. "No need, I really can't stand the smell." Wilson's eyebrows rose slightly. "But Miss Scarlett, it's extremely fresh. The hunters brought it in just—" I waved my hand dismissively, cutting him off. "I'm sure it's wonderful, but not today." I didn't bother explaining further. Lately, certain smells had become overwhelming, and fish was suddenly at the top of tha