Scarlett’s POV

Klaus held his hand out to me and I took it. Liam bent down and picked up the black rope, which he handed to Klaus. He then pulled the purple rope from my shoulders and passed it around my wrists.

They were both working in complete harmony, just as they had during those first few days I had spent with them. I could always and still feel the differences in their touch. Something I knew would never change as they were both very different from each other.

It wasn't long before my entire arm was wrapped in knots, only these had a more Celtic feel to them, instead...