Chapter 222
C
Scarlett sprinted toward the door, yanking it open with desperate force.
Sunlight flooded in, pouring over her like a call to freedom, a beacon urging her toward the light.
For a fleeting moment, a flicker of hope and escape softened Scarlett’s fearful face.
But that hope shattered instantly when she saw the man blocking the threshold.
A small, sharp dagger traced under her chin, lifting it, forcing her backward step by step
As Scarlett retreated, the man holding the blade came fully into view.
Finished
Tall and commanding, his figure was cloaked in a sleek black suit that accentuated broad shoulders and lean, powerful legs.
His expression was cold and unreadable–especially his eyes, burning with the icy fire of a seasoned warrior who had witnessed countless battles and spilled rivers of blood.
This man was none other than Caelum Knox.
“Go back,” Caelum’s voice cut through the room like a bullet, hitting Scarlett’s heart with brutal precision.
Her pupils dilated; her smile froze in place.
Reluctantly, she turned and returned to Dean Elira and Caden’s side.
Alpha Alaric watched the scene with a sinking heart.
Scarlett’s instinctive retreat revealed the deeper bond she shared with Caden, her driver.
Amid the tension, Ronan Duskcliff’s gaze fell painfully on Riley.
His legs buckled, and with a heavy thud, he sank to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
“Riley… I’m sorry,” Ronan sobbed.
Riley’s face remained calm, silent.
That cold calm pierced Ronan deeper than any anger could–because it meant she had long since given up caring in the slightest.
on him. no
longer
His body wavered, barely holding together.
“Riley, I’ll make amends. I’ll make it right. Even if you want my kidneys, I’ll give them to you–just please don’t turn away from me, please,” Ronan pleaded, voice breaking.
But Riley only averted her gaze, indifferent to his desperate words.
To her, his pain was as hollow as the air she breathed–meaningless.
Frustrated, Ronan began to bow his head wildly against the floor, each strike thudding with painful finality.
Soon, blood trickled down his bruised forehead.
Alpha Duskcliff turned away in silent agony, unable to bear the sight.
“Ronan, does this look familiar? Like when you forced Riley to kneel by my bed, begging for forgiveness?”
“Even though I was unconscious then, I was aware. I heard everything you did to Riley over these five years,”
3:33 PM P.
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