Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

We’d been together for a month and life had started to change, becoming softer and easier, like the steady warmth of dawn chasing away the bitter night. Being with him didn’t feel like a burden or a new weight pressing down on my heart; instead, felt like a quiet balm. With each passing day, I felt a strange comfort settle within me. I tried to hold back my feelings, careful not to let myself get too attached. But a small voice whispered that maybe–just maybe I could trust him.

Since I’d been here with him, the voice that once echoed constantly in my mind, filling my days with worry and doubt, had grown silent. The migraines that used to seize me, leaving me drained and hollow, had faded away. I couldn’t deny it: he brought me peace in ways I hadn’t known I needed.

Sometimes, I wondered about Clay, Maxwell, and Lucian. What were they doing now? Had they moved on, fully embracing the life they had once shared with me? I hoped they were happy, genuinely wished them well, knowing in my heart that they had found a way to replace me. And maybe that was for the best, a necessary step to finally let go.

One morning, Keith gently lifted me in his arms and carried me from the breakfast room to his bedroom. It was an intimate gesture, one that spoke of care, not control, and I felt my heart soften just a little more. We lay in bed together, side by side, and though he hadn’t crossed that line with me yet, I found my mind crifting, my thoughts touching on things I hadn’t dared to consider in a long time.

The way he treated me, the way he looked at me–it was undeniable, unwavering. There was a pull between us, one that I didn’t fully understand but felt with every fibre of my being. His scent wrapped around me, comforting and inviting, and I felt my pulse quicken whenever he was close. The feeling was a little like what I’d once felt with my old mates, that flutter in my chest, that sense of belonging. But this time, I fought it fiercely. I wasn’t ready to care that much again. I wasn’t ready to be hurt like that.

“Scarlett,” he said softly, lying beside me, and I turned toward him, resting my head on my hand as I gazed at him with a small smile. His eyes were steady,

holding a weight I hadn’t seen before.

“Your father’s Beta, David… do you want me to hunt him down?” His voice was calm, yet it carried a steel edge, a promise. I blinked, feeling a sharp surge of

shock and excitement all at once.

I sat up, my heart pounding as his words sunk in. I had dreamed of justice for what David had done, of seeing him pay for his betrayal. My former mates had never offered that to me, had never sought retribution for the wrongs David had committed. Now, here was Keith, speaking the words I had longed to hear, offering me something I thought was lost forever. But… was it right?

He sat up, too, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. He leaned in and brushed his lips against the soft skin of my neck, a gentle gesture that sent a

shiver down my spine.

“I don’t believe it’s fair for him to walk away without consequence,” he murmured, his voice a low, steady warmth. “The South is your birthright, Scarlett- wolf or no wolf. I respect the choice you made to leave it in the hands of your former mates. But David… he betrayed that trust He was supposed to protect

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you, to see you safe, yet he turned his back on that duty.”

His words touched a place deep inside me, one that had carried the weight of David’s betrayal alone. Tears gathered in my eyes, and I let them fall, for the first time allowing myself to feel the depth of the wound David had left. Keith understood, truly understood, the betrayal and the pain. And he wanted to

make it right.

11:46 am Pppp.