Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145

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Now that the haze had cleared, my thoughts were sharper, more focused. Keith had left to attend to some business, and before he left, he told me I was free to do whatever I pleased. The ides made me smile because I knew exactly what I wanted to do. It was time to confront the ghosts of my past and take back some of what had been taken from me. I would start with Geoffrey, the spineless creature who had caused me so much pain. I had no plans to be merciful

I asked one of the kappas to take me to the dungeons, when Geoffrey was being held. Keith’s words echoed in my mind: ‘Do as you like.’ I intended to take that permission to heart. Geoffrey would pay, even if only for a fraction of his sins.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Midnight spoke in my mind. Her voice was dark, cold, matching the simmering rage within me. “Are we going to

torture the asshole?” she asked, her tone dripping with sinister satisfaction. I chuckled, feeling a bond with her that I hadn’t expected.

“It’s about time you showed up,” I replied, feeling a thrill at her readiness.

“Let me at him. I want to take my time,” she growled, a hint of delight in her voice. Midnight was just as ruthless as I felt inside, and I welcomed it. She had been there through it all, all the silent suffering and pain, every migraine, every echoing voice. She was as much a part of this revenge as I was.

The truth was, I was different. A Valkin alpha, just like my father. There had been no record of female Valkin alphas, so no one had known what to make of me. I had felt alone, misunderstood, haunted by a power I couldn’t control. But now, with Midnight fully awakened, I was far from helpless. I was no longer that pathetic girl everyone had treated as an outcast. Now, I was something powerful.

As I walked through the hallways toward the stairwell that led to the underground dungeons, memories surfaced, raw and stinging.

David, dragging me through the streets, humiliating me, selling me off like I was nothing. The cold reception in the North, the way people sneered and glared, looking at me like I was dirt beneath their feet. For no reason other than my name, I had been hated. And then there were the three men I had once called mates, the ones I had once dared to trust-Lucian, Maxwell, and Clay. I had given them my heart in desperation, wanting so badly to belong somewhere, only to have that heart shattered again and again.

They had fed me lies, made me believe that my father’s legacy was a curse that would doom me. They convinced me I couldn’t survive with his name, made me feel small and weak, even though I carried his strength within me. They had treated me cruelly, their hatred for my father spilling over onto me. All of it -every moment of pain, every feeling of worthlessness-had burned a fire/within me, a hunger for revenge that I could no longer ignore.

They would all pay. David, Timothy, Tasha, Bianca. Each and every one of them would answer for their cruelty, for the scars they had left on me. And as for those so-called mates of mine? They had failed me, never once protecting me, never shielding me from the darkness in their world. They didn’t love me enough to see the truth, and I had no room in my life for men who would abandon me to save themselves. Severing the bond was my next goal, one way or

another.

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Michele Gremillion

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I got to admit Keith’s good. sneaky but good. I wonder how long it will take him to siphon her magic and throw her away. I just don’t trust hirn.

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