Scarlett

"We cannot be so certain about that Scar," Jax responded, my wolf seemingly agitated even though she had just calmed down.

“The alpha is right, honey; even the weakest warlocks can cast powerful spells. Sometimes it depends on the bloodline and obstinacy of the spell caster." I sighed when Astra chimed in.

"You know what?" I looked at Astra’s clock, biting the inside of my cheek as I thought.

"What?" Jax followed the line of my vision, furrowing his eyebrows in question of what I was up to.

"Maybe I can break the spell on that ring." That had Jaxon standing up from the couch, his jaw ticking forcefully....