Scarlett's POV
For hours, I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling until the shadows in the room grew long and dark. My phone was still clutched in my hand, the screen glowing with that wedding photo. I couldn't stop looking at them.
"I wish you all the happiness in the world," I whispered into the empty room. My voice was thick and broken. "Maybe in our next life, we won't be this unfortunate. Maybe then, the world will let us be together."
I closed my eyes, but I could still see the image of them standing at the altar. Suddenly, Zoe, my wolf, stirred deep inside me. She wasn't crying anymore. She sounded confused.
"Scarlett, don't you feel that? Something is strange," she said, her voice pacing in my mind.
"What do you mean?" I asked tiredly. "Everything is over, Zoe."
