Chapter 155

sorrow a heavyweight in the room. He was a man undone, begging for forgiveness and merry altering everything heI looked at Lucian, broken and raw- had in the hopes that it would bring me back in him. It was hard not to be moved, not to feel my heat softening, even after all I’d enduredI felt Midnight, my wolf, stirring deep inside me, yearning for the familiar bond she shared with my mates, and I felf che faint mill of Keith’s magic retreating, unravelling from around my heart, from around Ne bond that had kept me dechored heys. It felt like an unravelling of threads that had heid us together, each one slipping away softly, leaving a quiet ache behinyl.Keith’s gaze lingered on Lucian, and his eyes shone with unshed tears. “I’ll help the three of you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion, I turned to hem caught off guard by the sadness written so deeply on his face.“I know what it feels like to lose a mate,” he continued, looking down, as if struggling to hold himself together:“Scarlett, I love you. I love you with everything I have. But I was holding onto you because of the pain I thought you’d suffered, the pain you shared with

1. I thought they despised you, that they’d moved on and left you behind.” His voice cracked, and he paused, a tear slipping down his cheek. “But seeing