Her Forbidden Alpha novel Chapter 51

　　Elijah’s mark was only now beginning to heal, and he whistled as Scarlett’s arm was left with just blood, the wound gone.

　　“Wow…” He said. He knew she healed fast but that... No wonder she had said to him the first time he had licked her wound that she’d heal, that wound had been deep, but he hadn’t thought much of it.

　　Jessica gasped in horror grabbing Scarlett’s shoulders as she stared into her eyes, a sickening through crossed her mind.

　　“How long have you healed so fast?” She whispered. Scarlett looked into her mothers’ eyes, that was one truth she wasn’t ready to share yet… “When I-”

　　“Since she was a child.” Elijah said, his eyes looking into Jessica’s who staggered back breaking into sobs. Scarlett glared at Elijah who simply shook his head. “She needs to know… You can’t keep fighting the world alone.” He added quietly, his words struck a chord within her and she frowned.

　　“I am alone now. I ‘was’ alone and I always have been.” She said icily. Her words hurt both herself and Elijah, she saw the raw pain in his blue orbs, her words only further upset Jessica as well.

　　Amelia led the woman to the far corner of the room, the pieces of the puzzles falling into place. Scarlett now looked at everyone who seemed too shocked to say anything, a murmur of whispers crossed the room.

　　“You won’t find a wound on me because I heal fast. Yes Hank threw me around like a doll but no bruise is going to remain on my body long enough to be shown as proof. If that medical file and those fives accounts weren’t enough proof, then this should be enough…” She said quietly. The room was silent, she looked around seeing the sadness, disappointment and guilt on the faces of the men and the look of pride on Elijah’s face. Something about the look in his eyes made her stomach flutter like crazy.

　　“So, we will concede… Hank Williamson was killed in self-defence due to his attempted crime. He will not be given a proper burial, you can do what you wish with his filthy body.” Elijah said glaring at Hanks father. Jackson gave a curt nod.

　　“At least let us bury him properly.” Fiona now spoke, her hazel eyes full of sadness. She looked at Scarlett coming over. “Please Scarlett?”

　　Scarlett frowned coldly at her before looking away. Fiona turned her doe eyes to Elijah and Scarlett shook her head about to walk off. The meeting was done, she wasn’t needed here but before she could even take two steps Elijah grabbed her wrist.

　　“You promised to talk.” He said quietly. Fiona was about to touch him when he growled at her. “Back off Fiona! He will not be allowed a proper burial, my word is final. Learn your fucking place or I won't mind throwing you out of the pack!” Saying no more he led Scarlett from the room, leaving a devastated Fiona behind.

　　“Elijah!” Scarlett said wanting him to stop, he simply turned and lifted her bridal style making her heart race, heading upstairs. “Where are you going?!”

　　“To my office sweetheart.” He said, his eyes glinting. She frowned at him.

　　“Don’t manhandle me…”

　　His smirk vanished and he lowered her to the ground not wanting to trigger any bad memory. She hid her smile; he really was sweet… but sweet wasn’t enough. He had blown Fiona off downstairs but the moment Scarlett wasn’t around, she would be right there stuck to his side annoyingly… He entered the room, his hold on her gentle. Closing the door he locked it and turned to her, she turned away from him walking to the window.

　　“What did you want to talk about?” She said simply.