Scarlett POV
Finally, off on time for once, no overtime bullshit today.
I hopped out of the cab at the complex entrance and barely made it a few steps before a sharp, ripping pain exploded across the back of my skull.
It felt like someone was trying to scalp me alive, yanking hair and skin in one vicious pull.
I sucked in a harsh breath, hands flying up instinctively as I whipped around.
Liliana Ashford?
Face twisted with pure rage, teeth bared, eyes wild.
Her? Alone?
That slap I’d landed on her in front of Jaxen had felt damn good in the moment, but afterward I’d half-expected him to come gunning for me.
She was supposed to be his precious little thing.
Yet here she was, no backup alpha in sight.
She kept wrenching my hair as if she wanted to tear it out by the roots, snar
