Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Scarlett’s POV

The pain seemed to go on forever, each wave crashing into me like jagged glass, relentless and consuming. The voice was faint but insistent, like someone whispering from far away, and every time it spoke, the pain in my head sharpened, as if a dull saw was trying to slice through my skull. It was unbearable,

impossible to ignore.

1 curled up on the floor, clutching my head tightly, every muscle trembling as I fought against the agony. I could feel hot tears streaming down my face as I whimpered, desperate for relief, praying that somehow, some way, the pain would stop. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I slipped into darkness.

When I opened my eyes, I felt softness beneath me and realised I was lying in a bed–Lucian’s bed. I blinked slowly, taking in the familiar room around me,

and attempted to sit up, but a fierce pounding in my head held me back. It felt like my skull was being hammered from the inside, each throb a reminder of the agony I’d just endured.

“Are you awake?” A voice echoed in my mind, gentle yet concerned. I hadn’t quite gotten the hang of the mind link, but I focused, managing to reply.

“Yes,” I answered weakly, barely able to form the word as I struggled to steady myself. I heard footsteps, soft but quick, approaching the room. A moment

later, Lucian stepped inside, a glass of water in one hand, his face etched with worry.

上

“Oh, Goddess!” he exclaimed, his eyes widening as he looked at me. I tried to understand what had made him so alarmed, but my mind was still foggy, and I

could barely think straight.

“What is it?” I asked, my voice coming out in a shaky whisper. He moved quickly to my side, handing me the glass of water and a couple of painkillers. I

swallowed them gratefully, feeling the cool water soothe my dry throat.

Lucian sat down beside me, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair away from my face. His touch was so gentle, so filled with tenderness, that I felt a

warm comfort settle over me, momentarily easing the tension.

“You scared us, darling,” murmured, leaning down to kiss the top of my head. I felt a pang of guilt, realizing how much I must have worried them.

“I’m sorry,” I replied soft

He

a

sigh, as though releasing some of his own fear.

“What happened, Scarlett?” he asked, his voice low and serious. “Maxwell found you on the floor, bleeding from your nose and ears. And your eyes…” He

paused, his gaze intense.

yes are green. Neon green, Scarlett. What’s going on?”

His words made

I skip a beat. I’d noticed the change in my eye colour before but had chosen to ignore it, chalking it up to exhaustion or some fleeting effect of the pain. But now, seeing the concern on Lucian’s face, I reached up, feeling my fingers tremble as they brushed against my cheek, right near my eyes. Lucian handed me a small mirror, his expression steady yet filled with worry.

Taking the mirror, I lifted it up to see my reflection. My eyes stared back, not their usual colour but a vibrant, flickering green, as if tiny lights were dancing within them. It was beautiful but eerie, a colour I’d never seen on myself before.

I tried to calm my racing heart, took a few steady breaths, and watched as the green glow dimmed, fading into a deep, forest–green hue that seemed somehow… natural yet unfamiliar. I couldn’t look away, captivated by the sight, but a strange unease settled over me.

I searched my memories, trying to recall if either of my parents had green eyes. But no, neither of them did. This colour, this strange flickering, felt like a

mystery locked deep within me, something I’d never noticed or known until now.

Lucian gently took the mirror from my hands, his fingers grazing mine, igniting a soft spark that sent warmth through my whole body. His touch was grounding, reassuring, and I felt my nerves settle just a bit. I remembered that they had left in a rush to defend the border, and worry crept up as I realized

1/2

9:58 am G P P

Chapter 69

I didn’t knew if they were all truly safe.

“How did the mission go?” I asked, my voice filled with concern. “Where are Maxwell and Clay?”

Lucian’s face softened, a tender smile spreading across his lips.

Comments

Michele Gremillion

I’m beginning to wonder if its her wolf or someone trying to possess her.

7 days ago

5

SHARE

1 Comments