Scarlett POV
I’d barely kicked off my heels in the tiny apartment when my phone buzzed again—another unknown number. Regina. Regina, always. My shoulders tightened instantly. The woman was a shark, smelling blood in the water.
“Regina, stop calling me,” I said before she could launch in. “Jaxen never gave me cash. I lived off his black card, and last month he took it back. My account is basically empty. I’m working shifts just to eat.”
A sharp inhale crackled over the line. “What? My nephew did that to you?”
I could practically see her clutching her pearls. “You had his card and didn’t drain it? What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking I wanted him to love me,” I said, the self-mockery bitter on my tongue. “Not his money. I was too busy trying not to lose him to every she-wolf who loo
