All Chapters of The Alpha’s Scarred Healer: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alpha Dimitri’s POVSomething was wrong.I turned fully toward her and immediately noticed the way her lips parted soundlessly. She was trying to speak—trying desperately—but no words came out. Panic and frustration swirled in her eyes as she looked back at me.She couldn't speak.The realization hit me instantly.I pulled the SUV to a stop and killed the engine. Silence filled the SUV as I leaned back in my seat, rubbing a hand over my face before pinching the bridge of my nose with a weary sigh."Of course she took your voice," I muttered.The words left me more irritated than I cared to admit. Witches never gave anything without demanding a price in return. I should have expected as much from Mother.Still, taking Scarlett's voice complicated matters considerably.Leaning back against the driver's seat, I stared through the windshield into the darkness beyond.We couldn't return to Bloodfang like this.Questions would be asked. Suspicions would grow. Petru was already paying far to

Alpha Dimitri’s POV“Raven Moonshadow is dead.”The words left my mouth evenly as my eyes remained fixed on the message glowing on my screen. Around us, soft music drifted through the phone shop while customers moved quietly between the displays. None of it held my attention.I simply accepted the news for what it was. Raven Moonshadow's body was now in Bloodfang's possession. Alpha Lucan had spent weeks searching for his rejected Luna, drawing the attention of neighboring packs in the process. Now, we held the truth in our hands. Whatever negotiations followed would take place on Bloodfang's terms. I lowered my phone and looked at Scarlett.She stood before the display of black phones, one hand half-raised as if she had been about to confirm her choice. The color had drained from her face. Her eyes were wide and unfocused, her lips slightly parted in soundless shock. The red of her hair seemed brighter beneath the shop lights, the scarf around her neck the only splash of color agai

Chapter 45: LiarAlpha Dimitri’s POVScarlett's eyes widened so much that I briefly wondered if she had forgotten how to blink.They dropped lower for one brief, unavoidable second before darting back to my face. The color that rose to her cheeks was almost impressive. She immediately turned her head away and fixed her attention on the nearest tree as though it had become the most fascinating thing in the entire forest.I said nothing.There was nothing useful to say. I walked over to the rock where I had left my clothes, gathered them, and moved behind the nearest tree to dress.Even after shifting back, my body still felt restless from the run. Zedd's presence lingered close to the surface, far more awake than he had been in months.When I stepped back into the clearing, Scarlett was staring very intently at the ground. The tips of her ears had turned pink beneath her hair, and she made no attempt to look in my direction.Opening the driver's door of the SUV, I glanced back at her.

Raven / Scarlett’s POVThe lights were off.I lay on my side of the bed with the blankets pulled up to my shoulders, staring into the dark. The mattress was large enough that we did not touch, yet I was painfully aware of him only a few feet away. Every rustle of the sheets seemed louder in the silence of the room. Even his steady breathing was impossible to ignore.He was watching me.I could not see his eyes in the darkness, but I knew. There was something about his silence that made me certain of it. Alpha Dimitri was waiting for me to fall asleep before he allowed himself to rest, just as he had done on our first night here.Knowing that only made it harder to relax.I squeezed my eyes shut.My fists clenched beneath the blankets until my nails pressed into my palms. The sharp sting was the only thing keeping me from flinching at the memory that refused to leave me alone.I had seen him naked.The memory returned uninvited and far too clearly. Dark hair still damp from the shift.

Alpha Dimitri’s POVI was halfway down the stairs when the woman's voice reached me."...next thing you know you're spread-eagled on the kitchen counter while he's preparing to eat you out."I slowed.That... did not sound like an ordinary conversation.I descended the remaining steps and walked into the lobby."Scarlett," I called, needing whatever this was to stop.She turned toward me as though I'd caught her committing a crime. Her phone was still clutched in one hand, her face so red it rivaled her hair. Every inch of skin visible above the scarf had flushed with embarrassment, and she looked seconds away from disappearing into the floor if given the chance.Behind the reception desk, the woman spotted me and smiled even wider, looking entirely too pleased with herself."Good morning," the receptionist chirped, as though she hadn't just been describing my healer in compromising positions. "Your wife was asking about baking you a cake to say thank you, I think. I was simply offeri