All Chapters of The Alpha’s Scarred Healer: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Raven / Scarlett’s POVThe moment we stepped inside, everything felt different.The first thing that reached me was the perfume. It hung thick in the air, sweet enough to taste, layered over softer scents I couldn't quite place. Beneath it drifted warm laughter, the gentle click of heels against polished floors, and slow music that seemed to wrap itself around every corner of the building.Rich red curtains framed the hallways, their gold trim shimmering beneath elegant chandeliers. The warm lighting softened everything, turning the room into something that felt more like a dream than a place people actually visited.I slowed to a stop just inside the entrance.Alpha Dimitri didn't. He continued forward as though he'd known exactly where he was going from the moment we left the inn.I hadn't believed him.When Alpha Dimitri asked the receptionist for directions to the nearest brothel, I'd convinced myself he was only trying to silence her. An awkward joke. Nothing more.I hadn't expec

Raven / Scarlett’s POVMy fingers moved before panic could take hold.No. He's my boss.I turned the screen toward her.I had chosen my words carefully. No titles. No mention of Bloodfang or who he truly was. He had walked into this place as an ordinary customer and not as an Alpha. I wasn't about to reveal otherwise.Fire read the message, then looked back at me with one eyebrow raised."Your boss," she repeated, as though considering the answer.A small smile tugged at her lips. "If that's what you want to call him."I locked my phone and rested it in my lap, holding it a little tighter than necessary, as though it could protect me from everything I didn't know how to explain. My heartbeat still hadn't settled, and I could almost feel the memory of Fire's touch lingering against my skin. Instead of fading, the strange ache in my chest only seemed to deepen.Fire watched me quietly for another moment before her gaze dropped to the phone in my hands."Have you always been like this?"

Raven / Scarlett’s POVWe left the brothel without a word.The night air met us the moment we stepped outside, carrying just enough chill to make me wrap my arms around myself. Alpha Dimitri walked a few steps ahead, his shoulders rigid, his pace clipped. He didn't look at me. He didn't say a single word.I followed in silence, my tote bag hanging from one shoulder, my phone still clenched tightly in my hand.I couldn't stop thinking about what Sunshine had said.Next time, leave your little redhead at home. You might actually notice who's in your bed.The words refused to leave me alone.How had my name even come up?If they'd been so busy with each other, why was Sunshine talking about me at all?Had Alpha Dimitri mentioned me?Or had Sunshine simply noticed something I hadn't?None of it sat right with me.By the time we reached the inn, the woman behind the front desk was absent and an unfamiliar face took her place. The lobby was quiet. We climbed the stairs without speaking.Ins

Alpha Dimitri’s POVI had spent half the night convincing myself that Scarlett and I could not possibly be mates no matter what Sunshine or Zedd tried to force me to believe.By morning, I had a plan.Scarlett needed someone. Someone who could give her the family, companionship, and future she would never have as an isolated healer orbiting an Alpha whose life was ruled by duty.It was the obvious solution.So why did the thought of placing another male beside her make something inside me want to tear the idea apart?I looked across the room at Scarlett.Her neck was still bare, the scar fully visible beneath the morning light. She was watching me with those wide, uncertain eyes, waiting for whatever I had said I needed to tell her.I pushed the unfamiliar irritation aside.This was not about me.It was about giving my healer the life she deserved and proving to Zedd that I was right.“I’ve noticed you have no one around you,” I said, keeping my voice even. “No family ever comes to se

Alpha Dimitri’s POVThe third candidate approached with more confidence than the previous two. He was clean, roughly the right age, and smiled politely as the organizer introduced him.Scarlett gave a small nod, her phone already in hand. He asked her a polite question, and she began typing her response.Then his gaze dropped to her neck.His hand followed before anyone could redirect him, reaching toward the scar as though curiosity gave him the right to touch it.Scarlett recoiled immediately. Her shoulders jerked back, her chin tucked toward her chest, and one hand rose halfway between them in a reflexive attempt to protect herself.His fingers never made contact, but the intention was enough.Something inside me went cold.I was between them before I had time to think.The speed of my reaction surprised even me. One moment I had been standing a step away; the next, I was directly in his path, close enough that he had to stop or walk straight into my chest.My first instinct was to