"Where do you think you are going?" one of the guards stepped forward and looked at Scarlet. Earlier this woman had taken Inez’s truck out of the pack’s territory under the pretext that it needed servicing. As Inez was still in the pack and the truck had been checked from top to bottom, they let her go.
But now the woman was back, and this time around she was carrying two trash bags in her hands.
"What?" Scarlet shot them a look of pure innocence and questioned, "Don’t tell me that I can’t even throw my trash now?"
"You are the only one who is not allowed to do it," the guard on the left clipped.
Scarlet turned her head slightly to her left and smiled at the man before dumping the trash bags on the ground. "Then go ahead; you can check these trash bags as well. If I were in your shoes, I would be against it, as they have been sitting on the lawn for ages." She drawled with a suggestive look. "But if you want to investigate, then be my guest."
The guards stared at her. For two seconds neither of them moved but upon remembering the orders of the alpha, the two men stepped forward and untied the rope that was tied around the trash bags.
The second they unravelled the trash bag, Scarlet stepped back, and a foul scent, which was enough to make the two men gag, erupted out of the trash bag. They raised their heads and looked up at Scarlet, who smirked at them before stating in a jolly voice, "I did tell you that these bags were sitting out for a long time; who can you blame but yourself?"
The guards stepped back and glared at the woman. Though Scarlet did warn them, they had a feeling that the woman did this all to pull their legs.
Of course, Scarlet deliberately provoked them. Who was the one who came to look for trouble first anyway? It certainly wasn’t her.
She took in a deep breath and then tied the trash bags again before saying, "If you want to satisfy your fetishes the next time, you can tell me. I will ask my mom to set these bags out a bit longer."
Looking at their disgusted expression, Scarlet chortled lightly and then turned around on her feet to walk away.
She walked out of the pack while carrying the two trash bags and then dumped them at the small pile, which was not far from the entrance of the pack’s territory. However, the trash bags dumped by her were away from the prying eyes of the guards who were patrolling outside the fence and the surveillance cameras.
As she turned around, Scarlet whispered, "See you soon, Nessie."
Three seconds later, the sound of plastic wrap being torn echoed in the silent clearing and Inez, who was inside the trash bag, picked up a banana peel and threw it down on the ground.
She muttered, "How many times have I told you not to call me Nessie?" Though her voice sounded exasperated, her eyes were twinkling with tears. She raised her head and looked at the shimmering stars that were gleaming on the dark blanket along with the moon and pursed her lips.
When it would no longer hurt as badly as it did now.
Inez got to her feet and looked back at the pack where she had grown up. Though a part of her ached at the sudden departure, Inez was also sure that she knew that this was what she wanted. What she needed.
No matter how used one was to drinking poison, in the end, poison would remain poison; it would not turn into ambrosia just because they were used to it.
With one final look, Inez turned her back on the pack’s territory, ready to forego every bond that she held in this place.
Dominic bit back a growl. He had a feeling that something was going to happen, and he just knew it in his gut. He was just blessed that way. He was not one to believe in foolish ideals like karma is a bitch. He was the kind of man who believed in taking revenge with his own hands rather than leaving it in the hands of some strange power that he knew nothing about.
Why should he? When he could do it on his own.
And yet he always got this itch whenever something went wrong. He got it when his dad was attacked and when Abertha died.
Though he had never gotten this itch for the past few years, he was getting it now all of a sudden.
"Are you alright?" Tao asked him as he sensed the edginess that was oozing out from Dominic’s pores.
As the beta of the pack, he was closely attuned to Dominic and knew when things were turning south for Dominic.
"I don’t know," Dominic rubbed his forehead. His wolf, sensing his agitation, started pacing inside of him. Well, at least they were finally on the same page for once. Dominic had prided himself on being closely in sync with his wolf. The only time the two of them had a disagreement was when it came to Inez Sinclair, their mate.
His wolf’s stance was pretty much clear. Though what happened to Abertha was unfair and wrong, Inez had repaid it all by suffering under their pack’s wrath. She was their mate, and therefore, they needed to claim her and bond with her before making her the Luna of the pack.
But Dominic didn’t think as straight as his wolf. What Inez did was nothing but a low blow in his eyes. Her actions had not only caused the death of his sister, but she had also broken his once pure heart.
He had once loved her more than his own existence, and Inez had stepped on his true feelings by stealing the medicine that belonged to his sister.
How was he supposed to forgive that?
He couldn’t do that. Which only left him with another option.