All Chapters of Scarlett (Second Edition): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Scarlett’s POVClay and I lingered on the cliff for a while, basking in the peace of the moment, something I hadn’t known could exist between us. He was unexpectedly kind, gentle in ways I hadn’t imagined, assuring me that the pain of the past would fade, replaced by something good and lasting. Though I was cautious, my heart too wary to believe fully, I allowed myself to hope. Maybe, just maybe, my life could finally leave behind the shadows of pain and anger.The afternoon wore on, and soon, we packed up to head back. I gathered our belongings, and Clay shifted into Vinn so I could mount him again, his warm fur a comfort against the chill as we descended in a quiet, shared understanding. The silence between us was calming, yet as we neared home, I felt the familiar stir of anxiety. Pack members had never welcomed me warmly; most often, their gazes were cold or resentful. It had always left me feeling like an outsider, a burden, and that feeling lingered still, despite Clay’s reassur

Scarlett’s POVMy heart was pounding fast, unsure of what Maxwell wanted to do. I felt the cord that tied us tug, and my core ached some more.He spread my legs and growled, then bent to kiss my folds. No one had ever touched me there before, but the desire I felt took away the awkwardness.“So wet, Scarlett. Mint,” he said, and I anticipated what he meant by pleasure.I felt his hot tongue on my mound, and the sensation shot to my head, making me moan louder than ever.He moved down my slit with his tongue until he reached my entrance. He circled my entrance with his tongue, and my body shuddered. What was he doing to me? I wasn’t in my senses and my body began to move on its own, responding to what he was doing, chasing after something I wasn’t aware of.“I won’t push in too deep, I promise,” he linked me, and I felt him place his finger in me. I moaned from pleasure, and I felt my core become wetter. My walls were squeezing his finger, wanting to be filled up.What was he doing to

Chapter 40: Commotion Part 1Scarlett’s POVThere was a sudden noise in the hallway, loud and frantic, like a swarm of people in a rush. I could hear their footsteps thundering down the corridor, and it sent a jolt through me. I sat up quickly, heart pounding, realizing all at once that we were under attack.It was so sudden, like a nightmare breaking into reality, and I was frozen, not knowing what to do. My mates hadn’t come back yet—why hadn’t they? Worry and fear clawed at me, tightening around my chest, and I couldn’t breathe. Then I heard someone at my door, trying to get in, rattling the handle.When the lock didn’t budge, they didn’t hesitate—they broke it, and the door burst open. In the doorway stood a man, towering and fierce, at least six foot six, with a body that seemed made for violence. I swallowed hard, feeling terror churn in my stomach, because his brown eyes were locked on me, filled with something dark and merciless. I felt as small as a child in that moment, comp

Scarlett’s POVThe attackers brought an old, battered lorry rumbling up the road, and one by one, they ordered us to climb into the back. The sight of it sent a fresh wave of terror through me. I couldn’t bear the thought of being taken away, disappearing into some dark fate with these cruel men. My hands shook, and silent tears streamed down my face as I clung to a desperate hope—my mates would come. They had to come.When it was finally my turn, I tried to resist, hoping to buy a few more precious moments. I began to cry and pleaded, but Marvin’s patience was short. With a flash of anger, he lashed my back with his belt, and pain exploded through me.I cried out, my vision blurring from the sting, but I forced myself to move, climbing sluggishly into the lorry’s grimy, metal bed. Every step was a silent plea for time, just a few more moments.I stood in the back, my gaze fixed on the road, willing a miracle to appear. My heart pounded with dread as each second passed, and with every

Scarlett’s POVClay’s warm, cinnamon scent filled my senses, but it wasn’t enough to steady the trembling that still ran through me. I needed something more, something deeper, to calm the storm inside me.Slowly, I brought his face closer, uncertain but hopeful, searching his eyes for any sign of hesitation. He understood me, his gaze softening with a quiet understanding before he leaned in, pressing his lips to mine.The kiss began gentle and soothing, but soon, a spark ignited between us, fierce and consuming, a fire that burned away my lingering fear.His lips left mine and traveled along my neck, leaving a trail of warmth that spread through me. I gasped, overcome by sensation, and he paused, his eyes meeting mine with a gentle intensity.“Do you mind if I touch you?” he asked, his voice low and full of care. I shook my head, my heart pounding as I silently welcomed him closer, wanting to lose myself in the safety of his touch.“I want to claim you, Scarlett,” he murmured, his fin