Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 155

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sorrow a heavyweight in the room. He was a man undone, begging for forgiveness and merry altering everything he

I looked at Lucian, broken and raw- had in the hopes that it would bring me back in him. It was hard not to be moved, not to feel my heat softening, even after all I’d endured

I felt Midnight, my wolf, stirring deep inside me, yearning for the familiar bond she shared with my mates, and I felf che faint mill of Keith’s magic retreating, unravelling from around my heart, from around Ne bond that had kept me dechored heys. It felt like an unravelling of threads that had heid us together, each one slipping away softly, leaving a quiet ache behinyl.

Keith’s gaze lingered on Lucian, and his eyes shone with unshed tears. “I’ll help the three of you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion, I turned to hem caught off guard by the sadness written so deeply on his face.

“I know what it feels like to lose a mate,” he continued, looking down, as if struggling to hold himself together:

“Scarlett, I love you. I love you with everything I have. But I was holding onto you because of the pain I thought you’d suffered, the pain you shared with

1. I thought they despised you, that they’d moved on and left you behind.” His voice cracked, and he paused, a tear slipping down his cheek. “But seeing

this… all of this… I would be a cruel man if I kept you from what belongs to you.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Every part of me wanted to reach out, to tell him he was wrong, that what we’d shared wasn’t something to give up so

easily, But he raised a hand, stopping the words in my throat.

“If you want to go back with them, Scarlett,” he said, his voice soft but steady, “you have my blessing. But remember, if they hurt you again, if they break your trust, you’ll always have a place to come back to,” His words held such quiet strength, such unwavering love, that my heart ached for him.

He took a breath, glancing away as if gathering his courage. “I can feel it, Scarlett. Midnight wants to return. She’s fighting the bond. And I hear you.. I hear their names in your sleep. I won’t hold you to a promise that would trap you here with me out of obligation. That would make me no better than them. I’ve already lost my fated mate… I won’t be an evil man and steal yours.” He turned his gaze back to my mates, his jaw set with a resigned, gentle strength. “Hopefully, you’ve learned from your mistakes. Scarlett is precious.”

My mates stood silent, stunned by his words. Keith had given them what they hadn’t dared to hope for, a path back to me that they hadn’t earned.

He took a step back, straightening himself with quiet dignity. “I’ll send warriors to support your territory. Nikolay’s absence has left a gap in the balance, and Garland has become emboldened by it. But be warned,” he added, his tone suddenly grave, “there are greater dangers on the horizon than Garland. You’re going to need all the strength and unity you can muster. The North isn’t ready for what’s coming. Grow up, be responsible, and protect what you hold

dear.”

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