Scarlett's delicate hands pressed against the cold, iron bars that had kept her locked up for years. She hardly remembered a time when she had been free, when the sun's golden rays had warmed her skin and the wind had tickled her hair.
Instead, her world was the dark, musty cell that her father had built, which was a physical sign of his anger and sadness.
Her father, who was broken and full of his own grief and anger, blamed her for the sad death of her mother. Scarlett was still a child when the accident happened, but her father couldn't see straight because he was in so much pain.
In his warped view of the world, she had become the source of all his pain and loss.
Scarlett had learned to live in the dark while she was locked away alone. Her thoughts of her mother's love were the only things that kept her company. She clung to those brief moments of warmth and tenderness, which gave her comfort.
It was difficult to tell the difference between the day and the night. Time passed like water dripping from a rusty tap, and Scarlett's spirit grew tired. But deep inside her, there was a spark-a force that wouldn't go out. In the quiet hours, she heard a word of hope and a spark of determination. She knew she had to get out of this prison if she wanted to live the life she had been unfairly kept from.
Then, fate stepped in one night when the moon cast a mysterious glow over the earth. The air was full of excitement, and a soft breeze brought a smell that woke her up. It was the smell of the alpha, the boss of a pack of werewolves.
Scarlett's heart began to beat faster when she perceived the scent. It was like a moth drawn to a flame. Her senses told her that this alpha was her ticket out of prison and the key to a better life. She was more determined than ever to get away, so she carefully planned her escape.
Her father had gotten used to being wrong, and he never thought that his daughter would have a strength he couldn't understand. Scarlett played a dangerous game of cat and mouse with her captors while she waited for the right time to escape.
When the time was right, she ran and ran through the woods.
She moved through the dark like a ghost, her bare feet making no sound against the cold stone floor. With each step, she got closer to her alpha, which was her rescue. She could feel the weight of her past ebbing away with each breath, taking its place with a growing sense of connection and purpose.
She finally came out of the depths of her father's castle, the blood moon pack, bathed in the ethereal light of the moon. The alpha's scent got stronger and led her like a north star to the life she had always wanted.
Scarlett had been hurt for years, but now a new part of her story was about to begin. With her heart pounding in her chest, she stepped into the unknown, ready to meet her Alpha and start the life that was waiting for her outside the jail walls.
