Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156

Scarlett’s POV

Tax looked at me, his eyes biimming with hope. He wanted me to speak, to reassure him, to say anything that might ease his worry But I couldn’t that no words left. I’d tom someone else’s heard apart just to be here, standing in front of him. And yet, I had nothing to say

North and I had been close, bound together by a force that was as strong as it was mysterious. His magic had connected us, male werything feel right

that he’d taken it back, pulled it all away, I felt… nothing.

Matever feelings I had for him seemed to vanish into thin air. Instead, all that was left was the hollow ache of betrayal from someone I thought was my

That pain-the one Keith’s magic had kept at bay-came crashing back like a tidal wave.

s magic had shielded me, dulled the hurt until I’d almost forgotten it was there, lurking just below the surface. But now, with his magic gone, The ptiness returned in full force. It was raw, open, like an old wound that hadn’t healed. I suppose that’s what Keith’s love and magic had been hiding from

all along.

and then there was the pull-strong, relentless. Midnight, my wolf, sensed it too, and she wanted to answer, to run toward it. She tugged at me, harder and

parder, until it took every ounce of my strength to hold her back, to keep her under control. My body craved them-needed them, even. It was like a hunger,

something I couldn’t ignore. As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t pretend I felt nothing for them. I did. But after what they’d done to me in the north,

I’d forced myself to bury those feelings deep. Every last bit of love I’d once felt for them, I had hidden away, sealed off so it couldn’t hurt me anymore.

But with Keith’s magic gone, those buried feelings clawed their way back to the surface. They twisted inside me, out of my control, and with them came a mix of anger and fear. The thought of being vulnerable to them again made me tremble. They had betrayed me once, broken me, and I knew they could do it again. This time, running to Keith for comfort might not an option. I didn’t trust them. I didn’t trust anyone from their pack. I couldn’t.

“You won’t regret this, Scarlett,” Clay said softly, as if he could sense the storm inside me. His words made me laugh, a bitter sound that held more hate than humour. Love and hate-they’d become two sides of the same coin, both pulsing through me so fiercely I couldn’t separate them.

“I’m done with all of it,” I replied, my voice cold. “I don’t trust either of you, and I never will. You all broke the promises you made to me. Left me defenceless, left me to starve and suffer while you turned your backs. You left me to fend for myself in a world that wanted to see me fall.”

The words fell out of me, and I laughed again, but it wasn’t a laugh of joy or relief. It was a laugh filled with bitterness, with anger, with the scars left by people who had once promised to protect me.

As the painful memories surged through me, I felt my magic stirring, growing wild and untamed, like a storm building inside me. Every hurtful word, every betrayal, fueled the chaotic energy within.

“You lied to me,” I whispered, my voice trembling with barely restrained fury. “You took everything from me-my trust, my heart-and left me hollow. I came here nothing more than an empty shell.” I let my gaze fall on each of them, one by one, letting them feel the weight of the words I’d held back for so long.

“I’ll follow you to Redcape,” I said, voice steady but detached, “and I’ll help you push back. But I am empty. I feel nothing.” It was a lie, but one I needed to tell to keep my pain buried. Encian lowered his head in shame. Clay looked away, unable to meet my eyes, and Maxwell’s gaze lingered on me,

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