Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Part 2

Scarlett’s POV

The months passed, and my bond with Lucian, Maxwell, and Clay deepened in ways I hadn’t anticipated. They each had layers that continued to surprise me –strength tempered with kindness, passion wrapped in gentle understanding. They made me feel treasured, valued, and safe. My world was full, richer than I’d ever dreamed, and yet, shadows lingered on the edges of my happiness.

When they suggested a visit to the South, my heart tightened. The South was where I had been sold, a place tainted by betrayal and pain. Facing those who had once traded my life away felt like a nightmare I wasn’t ready to confront. The thought of seeing David, the one who had orchestrated my suffering, stirred a deep anger within me. If I saw him again, I knew I would demand justice. I couldn’t forgive or forget, and I wasn’t sure if I ever wanted to.

Despite these reservations, life continued smoothly. My role as Luna was fulfilling, challenging, and sometimes even amusing. Stasia had made several clumsy attempts to capture Lucian’s attention. She would sway her hips and cast sultry glances his way, even when I was there.

Yet, Lucian never gave her the satisfaction of a second look. I knew she was trying to provoke me, but instead of feeling threatened, I saw her for what she was-a desperate figure, one who failed to touch the love and devotion that my mates and I shared. I could have ordered her to be punished, but it felt beneath me. Let her dance around for attention; she only made herself look foolish.

One evening, Lucian gathered us together with news. A prominent merchant named Gregory Olsen would be visiting the Packhouse. Gregory was known for

his wealth and influence, conducting business throughout all the territories and cultivating powerful allies.

Lucian explained that he hoped Gregory’s trade connections could strengthen our economy in the North, especially in areas still recovering. As Luna, I was expected to prepare for his arrival, and I threw myself into the task, ensuring that everything would be perfect for this important meeting.

When the day arrived, we gathered in the grand hall of the Packhouse to await Gregory’s arrival. It was the same room where I’d first been brought after my rescue, a place now transformed in my mind from one of uncertainty to one of pride and belonging. My mates had added a chair just for me-no other Luna sat alongside her Alpha as an equal, yet here I was, seated with them, my status undeniable. Their love and respect for me were plain for all to see, and t knew it made me both admired and envied. I could feel the gazes, some warm with admiration, others cold with resentment, but I held my head high.

As I sat there, watching how people treated me and feeling the reverence they showed, my heart swelled with gratitude. I looked at Lucian, Maxwell, and Clay, who each returned my gaze with love. In that moment, I sent up a silent prayer to the goddess, pleading for this bliss to last forever. I couldn’t bear to lose their love again. The thought of anything tearing them away from me felt like an unbearable weight pressing on my heart.

Lucian’s hand found mine, and he gave it a gentle squeeze. I turned to him, smiling, feeling the familiar warmth of his presence settle around me. Though

( they couldn’t feel my emotions because I was wolfless, I took comfort in knowing what we had was enough,

Just as I began to relax, a ripple of energy passed through the ropin, and Gregory Olsen entered with his entourage.

As Gregory Olsen strode into the room with his entourage, a cold shiver ran down my spine. I couldn’t place it exactly, but something about his prese felt off-a nagging unease I couldn’t shake.

He looked directly at me, his eyes lingering with an intensity that was unsettling. It wasn’t the usual admiration or respect I was used to. Ne, thus belt different, as if he were studying me, almost mesmerized. The air felt thick, charged, and I had to remind myself to breathe

Then, out of powhere, à voice in my mind whispered, “Careful” followed by a sharp, stabbing pain in my head. I flinched, gry hand instinctively is the and felt something wet beneath my noge. Blood.

10:07 am Pppp

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