Chapter 64:Possessive Protection

(Scarlett's POV) Through the wide window of my office, I caught sight of a car that could only belong to Alexander—the sleek, arrogant SUV he drove like it was a throne on wheels. It was parked right outside my healing center, black paint gleaming under the sun like it was mocking me. There he was, sitting inside, clutching the steering wheel like it was the only thing holding him together. Even from this distance, I could see the tension. His barely-contained anger. I knew why he was here. Jason must have reported. By now, Alexander was undoubtedly choking on the revelation of just how powerful my healing center had become. How it operated without needing anything from the Amber Pack or him. He probably hated it. The truth was a bitter pill for someone like him. He always had to be in control. And now, he wasn’t. I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. Poor Alpha Alexander. The realization was probably hitting him like a ton of bricks. And what likely stung the most was his