Chapter 139

Scarlett's POV The battlefield was filled with the scent of iron. Some areas had been bombed so heavily that smoke drifted from the ground. Bodies were piled up, no longer shouting or moving. I didn't know what was wrong with me earlier—I couldn't remember exactly what had happened in just a span of hours, but I recalled being furious and helpless, knowing I was the one who made this war happen, yet I was still useless—always being protected. What I did remember was that I killed Alpha Lars out of anger, but I didn't know how I did it or why my body moved on its own, as if it was born to kill. Now that my senses had returned, the pain all over my body almost made me tremble and hiss. My head throbbed and there was a shortness of breath in my chest that I couldn't even describe. I found myself standing in the middle of the corpses—like I was about to walk over them to get to the other side where Lucien was. I was about to look at Lucien when I suddenly noticed my wrist throbbing and my