Chapter 222: Pay Back

Scarlett’s POV

​I blinked wildly, pushing wet strands of hair away from my face. Through the dripping water, I looked toward the foot of the bed.

​Talia stood there, holding an empty metal bucket. Her face was twisted into an ugly, hateful sneer.

​"Have you no shame?" Talia screamed, her voice trembling with pure rage. She slammed the empty bucket onto the floor with a loud clang. "Look at you! Crawling into another woman’s bed! I am married to this man, Scarlett! I am his wife, and you are nothing but a shameless slut trying to steal what belongs to me!"

​Beside me, the entire bed shook. The temperature in the room dropped instantly, but it wasn’t from the water. It was Leonard. A dark, terrifying growl rumbled deep inside his chest, his inner wolf rising to the surface with deadly intent. He looked ready to tear her head off right then and there.

​But I didn’t give him the chance.

​Instead of breaking down, instead of crying or hiding behind Leonard’s large body, a strange, freezing calmness washed over me.

​Slowly, deliberately, I pushed the heavy, wet covers off my legs. I slid off the edge of the bed and stood up. I didn’t care that my nightwear was soaking wet and clinging to my body. I locked my eyes right onto Talia’s, my face dead cold.

​Talia took a small step back, her chest heaving heavily, clearly not expecting me to be this calm. She probably thought I was going to burst into tears. Newsflash, sweetie: not today.

​I didn’t say a single word. I walked right past her toward the master bathroom. My eyes swept over the room until they landed on the large decorative bucket Leonard used to keep champagne on ice. It was still sitting on the side counter, filled to the top with melting ice and freezing water.

​I grabbed the heavy handles, lifting it easily.

​I walked back out into the bedroom. Talia was still standing there, her mouth open, ready to spit more insults at me. "What do you think you’re—"

​Before she could even finish her sentence, I swung my arms forward and dumped the entire bucket straight over her head.

​SPLASH!

​A massive wave of freezing water and solid ice cubes slammed directly into Talia’s face.

ice away from her

I asked calmly, as I dropped the empty champagne bucket to

my head slightly, looking

still bare, his dark hair damp from the first splash. For a second, he just stared at me, his mouth slightly open in absolute shock. He had been fully prepared to let loose

on his

his chest, but it wasn’t a growl this time. Leonard threw his head back and let out a deep, booming laugh. The rich,

brown eyes shining with pure pride and dark amusement as he looked

as she looked between Leonard’s laughing face and my

wet mouth, trying to speak, trying to scream another threat. But before she could even get a single word out,

chest tightening. "You were never my wife, and you know it. This fake marriage will never

say anything else,

her wet feet, slipping slightly, and stomped out

heavy doors slammed shut behind her,

was gone, Leonard immediately jumped out of the bed. His face was filled with worry as he rushed over to me. "Scar, god, I am so sorry. I should have stopped her. I shouldn’t have let

my head. Honestly, I wasn’t even mad at him. Talia was just

nodded quickly. "Right. Here, let me get you one of my

the water out of my hair while he walked over to his closet. He picked up a clean, dry black

night I just had. Right there, right in front of him, I reached down and pulled

drenched in ice water? Yeah. Because of the freezing cold, my nipples were

throat, and his brown eyes went totally dark as he

arms slightly. "What are you looking at,

didn’t answer with words. Instead, his wolf

brushing against my cold body. Before I could even blink, he wrapped his large, strong hands around my waist and pulled me flush against his hard chest. He leaned down, his eyes locked onto mine for a split second, and

The heat of his tongue against my frozen skin was

hard into his

​"Leonard... mmph," I gasped.

sweet spot right where my shoulder met my neck, his sharp teeth scraping my skin just enough to make my wolf howl

he lifted me completely off the floor. I wrapped my legs tightly around his thick waist, my wet hair dripping down his back. He walked us over to the dry side of the room, far away from the wet puddles, and slammed my back flat against the cold, hard

cool wall behind me and his blistering hot skin in front of me made

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