Chapter 73

Alpha Jaxon’s POV

You could hear a pin drop at that moment. I felt Scarlett’s anger gnawing and banging incessantly inside her, forcing her to be let out. Her face was contorted in a scowl, her thick dark brows furrowed, and a visible sheen of sweat coated her creased forehead. Her lips were chapped, and I couldn’t help but boil inside with the thought of her having gone for hours without food.

“Wh-y?” she muttered, hanging her head. I could hear the strain in her voice even as it dipped.

Her mother, the person responsible for the murder of my own, cackled. I wanted nothing but to tear her limb by limb, have Astra heal her, then repeat the process again and again. She looked smug, wearing a long red robe that swept the foliage. My ankles were burning as the ringlets coiled, tightening around me.

“Why did you allow Silas to mistreat me, abuse me, when you had all this power?” Scar’s broken voice penetrated my ears, snapping me out of my thoughts. I could only