Scarlett looked around in her surrounding, trees and trees. Did the man really have her walk all the way into the jungle to set her free in search of her breakfast? Pinching the skin in between her eyebrows, she tried to hold herself from not launching at the alpha who was sleeping soundly under the shadow of the tree. His upper department was definitely empty or swamped with garbage.
While she was mulling over what to do, her gaze fell on the pockets of the trousers, eyes sparkling, a mischievous wide grin forming on her lips. If she had her necklace back, she would not have to listen to him.
