Chapter 218
Scarlett never imagined that her entire lineage would be uncovered so thoroughly.
+8 Pearls
This time, fear truly gripped her–a visceral, cold dread that Lucien Duskgrave’s reach extended even to secrets buried over twenty years ago.
Her mind churned with a single desperate thought: she couldn’t stay here any longer. She had to run. Now.
With a sudden pivot, Scarlett bolted, every muscle screaming to flee.
But before she could escape, an iron grip like a bear’s clamped down on her shoulder, the pressure intense enough to crush bone.
Ronan Duskcliff’s voice grated through clenched teeth. “Scarlett, you haven’t explained yourself yet. Where do you think you’re going?”
Pain blossomed across Scarlett’s shoulder, tears stinging her
“Ronan, you’re hurting me.”
eyes.
That one sentence ignited a torrent in Ronan’s chest–years of suppressed fury and grief breaking free like a flood.
“You feel pain?” he snarled.
“When you pushed Tessa into the Black Forest, did you think she wouldn’t feel pain?”
“When you conspired to imprison Riley, bribed the rogues in that hellhole of a prison to torment her–did you think Riley wouldn’t feel pain?”
“And you, Alaric, and Dean Elira Blackthorn,” he spat, his finger stabbing the air toward the cold woman standing nearby, “when you plotted to carve Riley’s organs from her living body, did you think she wouldn’t scream?”
Rage burned in his eyes as he flung the documents hard into Scarlett’s face.
“Lying bitch! You’ve been deceiving me all along!”
Tears spilled uncontrollably down Ronan’s cheeks–whether for his own foolishness or for the betrayal of Riley, he could no longer tell.
Then, with a sharp slap, he struck Scarlett hard, sending her crashing to the floor.
“Scarlett-”
In unison, Dean Elira, Caden Blackthorn, and Alpha Alaric gasped and rushed to Scarlett’s side.
But Ronan had no time for them. His eyes, burning with regret and pain, sought Riley.
Words to pour out, apologies to make–but the wounds he’d inflicted were too deep.
Moments ago, he had sworn to defend Scarlett.
But it had all been a lie, born from his blindness.
Scarlett’s acting had fooled him, made him a victim of her manipulation.
Desperation drove him to reach out, to pull Riley into an embrace heavy with regret.
But Riley’s brow furrowed in disdain. She recoiled from the touch, repulsed.
Her injured legs trembled, making it impossible to escape quickly
Just as Ronan’s arms were about to envelop her, a strong, graceful hand shot out and encircled her waist with steady, unyielding strength.
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