Scarlett's POV
I almost broke.
The moment I saw the look on Liam's face, I almost broke. The pain in his eyes was unbearable, a raw, bleeding agony that was so much worse than anything I had imagined. For a terrifying second, my resolve slipped. I nearly reached across the mattress, grabbed his trembling hand, and screamed the truth at him.
I still love you. I still love all of you. Every single word coming out of my mouth is a lie.
But then the memory came rushing back, crashing into my mind.
The vision. The Red Wolf's vision.
I closed my eyes for a second, and immediately, I was back there. I was standing in that strange, red-tinted world—the void between consciousness and unconsciousness where I had finally met her. My wolf.
No. Not just my wolf. The Red Wolf.
