Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 202

Scarlett

Chapter 202

Scarlett’s POV

The silence that followed his words was deafening. His vulnerability, his brokenness, and his determination all hung in the air, leaving me to decide if this man-flawed and remorseful, but deeply committed was someone could risk my heart for again.

Lucian’s voice was sincere, each word laced with raw emotion and heavy with self-doubt. I could feel the weight he carried, the way he had internalized every failure, every moment he thought he’d let me down. His remorse wasn’t performative; it was tangible, bleeding into the space between us. Lucian wasn’t just apologizing—he was laying himself bare, stripped of pride, offering himself wholly, ready to rebuild the pieces of what we had shattered if only I would let him.

I took a deep breath, his words swirling in my mind, along with his promises and the unspoken burdens he was ready to bear. We all had scars, wounds we couldn’t undo. Pain that lingered, even as we tried to move forward. His vulnerability mirrored my own, and I realized how deeply I still cared for him, despite everything.

“I forgave you long before I returned,” I said softly, meeting his gaze. His expression shifted, surprise flickering in his eyes. “But I couldn’t let go of the hurt. It stayed with me, Lucian, like a shadow I couldn’t escape.”

I hesitated, letting the silence settle between us for a moment before continuing. “But something shifted in me yesterday. You can only truly let someone go when you love them-and you did. You were ready to open the cage and let this bird fly free.” I smiled, feeling a weight lift from my chest, a lightness I hadn’t felt in months. “But this is my home now, and I don’t want to fly anywhere.”

Lucian’s relief was immediate and overwhelming. Without a word, he stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly as though I might vanish. The strength of his embrace told me everything he couldn’t put into words. Then, with surprising ease, he lifted me into his arms, cradling me

bridal-style.

“Lucian,” I chuckled, a teasing note in my voice, “Elsa is waiting.”

“She can wait a while longer,” he replied, his voice low and rough, his golden eyes glowing with his wolf’s presence just beneath the surface. The intensity in his gaze made my breath hitch, a fire burning there that I couldn’t ignore.

“I have missed you beyond words, Scarlett,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my forehead. “I’m sure Elsa won’t mind the extra time she has to wait.”

He carried me to his room, his movements careful but full of intent. The moment he laid me gently on the bed, the atmosphere shifted, the heat between us alive and undeniable. I propped myself up on my elbow, watching as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the planes of his chest. His body was warm as he leaned down, drawing me close, and his lips found mine with a passion that was almost overwhelming.

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His kiss was consuming, full of everything he couldn’t put into words-desire, love, and a longing that ran bone-deep. His hands pulled me closer to him, his touch igniting a spark that coursed through my entire being. The heat between us grew, alive and insistent and in that moment, nothing else mattered.

Lucian’s presence enveloped me, grounding me and freeing me all at once, and as his warmth seeped into me, I realized that this-he-was my home.

Lucian opened my robe with a slow, deliberate motion, his gaze locked onto mine as he pressed his lips to my neck, where his mark lay.

The touch of his mouth was warm, electrifying, but then, without warning, he sank his teeth into the mark. The rush of sensation was overwhelming, and my body shuddered under the intensity. The connection between us surged, tightening and growing stronger, a bond that neither of us was willing-or able to let go of. His wolf was fully present, staking his claim, owning the part of me that had always belonged to him.

His hands slid under my nightgown, finding their way to my core. With practiced ease, he slid a finger inside, his touch caressing and teasing me. My body responded instantly, craving more, desperate for him to complete what he’d started.

9:56 am

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berists” he whispered, his voice a low growl in my ear. “Go fucking wet? He nibbled at my earlobe, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that my lip* My my squeezed shut as I let myself drown in the moment, in the pleasure coursing through me. The need, the longing-it consumed me

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