Chapter 151: The Plan

​Scarlett’s POV

​The room was quiet, except for our heavy breathing and the sound of the shower still running in the bathroom. Leo didn’t move. He stayed deep inside me, his body a warm, solid weight that made me feel safe for the first time in years.

​He leaned down and kissed my shoulder but still didn’t pull out. He kept us closer, pulling my back against his chest and wrapping his arms around me. He held me like he was afraid I would disappear if he let go.

​"You’re real," he whispered, his voice shaking. "You’re actually here."

​I couldn’t even find the words to answer. My body was still tingly from the pleasure, and my heart was beating fast. I reached back, covering his hand where it was wrapped firmly around my waist.

For a few minutes, we just lay there in the messy sheets, lost in our own thoughts.

​But then, I felt his hand move.

​His warm fingers started to trace my skin, moving up from my hip to my ribs. I froze when he touched a thick, raised line on my side—a scar I got during a brutal training session a month ago.

​He stopped moving. I could feel him tense up behind me. He moved his hand again, finding a small mark on my shoulder and the faint lines on my lower back.

​"Scarlett..." he breathed, his voice full of pain.

the scar on my ribs so gently it made my eyes

you?" he asked, his eyes dark with worry and

to fight and stay hidden. I had bled and bruised myself just to become

how to fight,

training," he said, his grip on my hip getting tighter. "This wasn’t

He looked at me, searching for the truth.

calm him down as his fingers continued to roam over the scars. "They’re just marks

shoulder, along my ribs, and over every mark he could find. I felt my breath hitch. Even though we were just lying there, his cock was still buried deep inside me, and I could feel him getting hard again as he

starting to build

Leo," I whispered, the words heavy on

didn’t pull away. "I’m not leaving," he said firmly, his voice vibrating against my skin. "The pack can

slide out of me. The sudden emptiness was cold,

you have to go. It’s

reaching out to tuck a damp strand of hair behind my ear. His eyes were soft, glowing with an intensity that made my heart ache. "And

The thought of spending the day in his arms was a

your mom’s memorial.

was already set—the moment he walked out that door to head to the memorial, I was going

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