Lone Howl: Echoes of Scarlet's Unforgiving Vengeance

Chapter 5

Scarlet's Pov:

Tears blurred my vision as I fled from the packhouse into the forest. Ryan's betrayal coiled around my heart like a snake, coiling tighter with every breath.

The warriors stared, their eyes darting to each other, as they glanced at me as if I were a madwoman, running around with disheveled hair and tears streaked face. A psycho, as they all call me. They whispered among themselves while pointing their fingers at me, but I couldn't care less.

I was indeed deranged, someone who lost everything in just a mere hour. Someone who had been living in a shadowed fairytale for five years, how could she be sane?

How can anyone stay sane after losing their everything?

Wiping my eyes with the back of my hand, but the tears wouldn't stop coming. I didn't look back, and ran faster. The warriors didn't care enough to chase me. While my mate is in his own world with his beloved childhood sweetheart. It killed me to even think about it.

I wandered deeper into the woods, running away as far as I could. My bare feet burning as I ran over sharp pebbles. Thorns and twigs snagged at my dress, tearing it. It was Ryan's favorite dress. He always said he loved how it clung to my curves. He used to ran his hands over my body, worshipping it. It always drove him crazy.

I remembered the wild nights, when I wore it for him and it left me breathless and unable to walk for days. But now it's torn, just like our bond. My dress caught in a twig, as I kept running. I stopped and tried to free my dress. I can't even hold on to this little part of my past. How will I be able to hold onto everything? My fingers trembled as I tugged at the dress.

Feeling suffocated, helpless and frustrated, I yanked my dress and a low-hanging branch that I hadn't seen before, caught my wrist, gashing it, I yelped in pain. A sob escaped my lips, as I held my bloody wrist. Blood was oozing out of the wound, but this physical pain was nothing compared to what I was feeling inside. I was breaking.

My breathing coming short, as I feel my chest tightening. Gasping for air, I hold the tree for support and tried taking deep breaths but nothing worked. Forcing myself, I continued sprinting into the forest.

Suddenly, a searing pain exploded in my body. My chest felt as if it would crush like sand.  I gasped, stumbling forward as my knees gave way, my body burning with an indescribable pain.

A scream tore from my lips, as another wave of pain washed over. I slumped on the ground, my nails digging into the soil to grasp something, as raw pain squeezed me.

The sound of my bones breaking echoed in the silent night, I screamed in agony, and closed my eyes, trying to hold but another scream escaped my lips. My skin become red and I leapt into the air, shifting into my crimson-red wolf, Ira.

Ira howled loudly at the moon, from the pain we couldn't bear, and sprinted. The smell of damp earth filled our nostrils, as we wandered deeper into the woods, leaping between trees, the sound of the forest becoming a blur. And, it was the first time, I let her out since I shifted.

Memories of our bond flashing before our eyes, each laugh, each tear, every moment we shared running around before our eyes. The sound of our shared nights, bodies, and souls entwined.

The way his touch calmed me yet ignited a fire within me.  The promises that were made were now tainted by the image of him and Beatrice entangled together, lost in each other's arms. 

For a second, I thought that maybe I had imagined things, perhaps the nightmares and sleepless nights are making me delusional. The venoms in my veins are making me a psychopath, but then, a sound tore me from the desert of my disbelief - Ryan's pleasurable groans.