Scarlett (Second Edition) by Karima Saad Usman novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Elder Tasha’s voice cut through the moment, sharp and unforgiving. “The kitchen chef, Bianca, has confessed that you instructed her to drug the wine served to the Alphas. Our investigation revealed traces of wolfsbane and Garnicia pollen precisely where you would have placed them. Will you still deny it?” Her gaze was icy, unyielding. “Bianca is your friend, someone you doted on. She can’t be lying, now, can she?”

The words left me stunned, and tears streamed down my cheeks. Bianca… my friend, someone I trusted. I turned to see her step forward, unable to meet my gaze, her own face streaked with tears. My heart broke as I watched her, the betrayal weighing down on me like a crushing weight.

Elder Tasha nodded at her, a silent prompt. “Bianca, please tell our Alphas and the council what you told us.”

Bianca wiped at her tears, still unable to look at me, and I could feel the final threads of my hope unraveling. She opened her mouth, her voice trembling, and I braced myself, knowing that whatever she said next would seal my fate.

“Scarlett linked me during the party and asked me to place the substance in the wine,” Bianca’s voice shook, but she kept speaking, each word a dagger. “She said she was tired of the North, wanted to go to the West to search for a better life. She was sure her mates wouldn’t allow her to leave because of the mate bond, so she wanted to make sure they wouldn’t be able to stop her. She felt… she felt useless because she’s wolfless and believed the Alphas deserved better than her. She also told me she’s barren. That’s why she wanted to do this-so they could move on and have children with someone else. I… I believed her, and I wanted to help. So I did it.”

The silence in the hall shattered as Lucian’s roar of anger tore through the air. The sound echoed, filled with pain and betrayal. My heart sank as I realised the impact of her words. Bianca had been close to them, trusted by their family for years. Her word, against mine, was as good as proof.

I was a Vladislav. I had come from the South, and in their eyes, my heritage was a dark stain that made her accusations all too believable.

Gasps rippled through the hall, whispers turning into murmurs, and I could feel the eyes of everyone around me, their judgment pressing down like a crushing weight. I looked to my mates, hoping, praying for a glimmer of belief. But Lucian’s face was twisted with anger, betrayal etched in every line. Maxwell, too, looked devastated, his gaze hardening with each passing second. saw them turn, one by one, and walk away. Lucian first, then Maxwell. Clay lingered, his expression conflicted, his hand hovering for just a second as if he wanted to reach out. But he dropped it, his shoulders slumping as he turned and left without a word.

Elder Tasha’s voice rang out, cold and merciless. “At this moment, you are stripped of your title, Scarlett Vladislav. For three years, you will serve as a slave to repay your insult to the bond with each Alpha, one year for each mate. You will be given a small room outside the packhouse, and you will work in the

fields until your sentence is completed. After that, you are to leave the North and never return.”

Her words settled like stones in my chest, the final blow that crushed whatever hope I had left. I turned to Bianca, my voice barely more than a broken

whisper.

Γ “Why?” It was all I could manage, a desperate question that held every ounce of my pain and betrayal. But she didn’t look at me, didn’t meet my gaze, as if

even the sight of me was something she couldn’t bear.

They pulled me by the chain, dragging me from the bail. My body felt numb, my heart hollow. I barely noticed the jeers and angry murmurs around me as they led me to a small, dim room on the outskirts of the packhouse. Inside, there was a thin mattress on the floor, a toilet seat in the corner, and a tiny window that let in the faintest sliver of light. They removed the silver cuffs, leaving my wrists sore and raw, and shut the door, the echo of their footsteps

fading into silence.

I tried to reach out, to feel for my mates through the link, hoping that maybe, just maybe, one of them would answer. But there was nothing. Only silence. Bianca’s story was a carefully woven lie, one designed to make my betrayal seem plausible, almost inevitable. And now, she had left me alone to bear the consequences of her falsehood.

Curling up on the floor, I let the tears come, each sob shaking me to the core as the reality of my isolation settled in. I had been condemned, not just by the elders and the people of the North, but by my mates, the men I had loved and trusted. In their eyes, I was guilty. I was nothing. And as the loneliness lourd

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in pealised that I truly had no one left.

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Michele Gremillion

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poor Scarlett, it definitely was the perfect plan. I believe Bianca was forced for her to testify against Scarlett. i have a feeling her daughter was threatened and she couldn’t allow that.

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