Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 27

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As we approached, Elara paced anxiously by the gate, her movements frenetic with

The moment she caught sight of us, her dress was palpable, etched in the lines. worry.

of her face.

"Where is she?" I demanded, my voice tight with concern. Elara's demeanor told me I needed to know: something had gone terribly amiss, and Sage was at the center of it all.

Elara's eyes darted between us, her breaths coming in short, uneven bursts. "They... they took her, Your Majesty," she stammered, her voice trembling with fear. "The guards... they came and... and they dragged her away." My heart clenched with apprehension. "Who took her?" I pressed, my voice urgent.

"Alpha Gordon... and his children, Elara replied, her words laced with dread. "They said... they said it was Her Majesty's orders."

My jaw tightened with frustration. I knew this was coming, but I had hoped we would have more time to prepare. "Where did they lock her up?"

Her eyes sparkled with hope upon hearing that. This way, Your Majesty. Please follow me," she said as she led the way.

With a sense of urgency driving us forward, I followed Elara through the labyrinthine corridors of the palace. Each step echoed with a sense of foreboding, the weight of the impending confrontation bearing down upon us. Elara's steps quickened, her resolve unyielding, as we traversed the labyrinthine corridors of the palace. With every stride, the weight of anticipation grew heavier, a palpable tension enveloping us both. At last, we arrived at a heavy oak door, flanked by vigilant guards, standing as sentinels to the secrets held within.

"This is where they took her, Your Majesty, Hara murmured, her voice a fragile thread in the suffocating silence of the hallway. "L. I fear for what they might do to her"

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"Thank you, Elara," I said, my voice steady and resolute, before turning to face the guards standing watch. "Open the door," I ordered, my tone brooking no argument. One of the guards, a burly man with a stern expression, stepped forward. I'm afraid 1 can't do that. It was Her Majesty's order to not allow anyone to see her," he responded. his voice unwavering

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"Insolent!" Scott shouted, his face contorted with anger. Without warning, he delivered a swift and powerful blow to the guard's jaw, sending him *ri*ough the corridor.

The guards exchanged bewildered glances, clearty caught off guard by the sudden violence and the authoritative demeanor of the new mers.

"Bow to your king, you insolent b**s!" Scott bellowed, his words slicing through the air like a blade.

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I almost forgot that I hadn't removed my cloak spell, hiding my long, prominent silver

hair.

At his proclamation, both guards' eyes widened in shock and realization. The color drained from their faces as the gravity of the situation sank in. Without hesitation, they dropped to their knees, their previous defiance replaced by abject terror.

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Your Majesty," one guard stammered, his voice trembling. "We didn't know. Please spare our

the plea. "We were

as they awaited the king's judgment. The atmosphere was

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attention to the heavy wooden door barring our way. With a surge of determination, I kicked the door with all my might. The sound of splintering wood echoed through

air was heavy with the scent of damp stone and neglect. The flickering torchlight cast eerie shadows across the room, making it seem even more foreboding. My eyes quickly adjusted to the gloom, and there, in the far corner of the cell, I saw Sage. She was lying on the cold, unforgiving floor, her form barely discernible

through me as I took in the sight of her fragile body. Her clothes were torn, and her back was a gruesome tapestry of scars and fresh wounds. Each mark told a story of unimaginable pain and suffering. I clenched

of her injuries became painfully clear. Her

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cruelty on her was almost too much to bear. I reached out ge y, careful not to cause her any more pain, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's me," I said, my voice breaking. "We're here to take you home." Sage stirred slightly at the sound of my voice, her eyelids fluttering open. Her eyes. though filled with exhaustion and pain, held a

Yes,

at the sight of her suffering. "We're going. to get you out of

determination. His usually stoic demeanor softened as he took in the extent of her injuries. "We need to move quickly," he said, his

I can't implicate you in this mess," she said, her words trembling with the effort it took to speak. My brow furrowed in confusion and concern. "What are you saying?"

eyes filling with tears. "They will not hesitate to involve you in this mess.

realization of the depth of her

her words. "They found out about what happened to us. And they didn't hesitate to use that against me to gain Her Majesty's favor as well as His Majesty's," she continued, her tone laced with a mix of fear and sorrow. "Save yourself, my lord, she pleaded, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I'm fine. I can take this," she added, attempting to force a smile on her face, but the effort only highlighted her

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futile attempt to mask her agony,

Sage

her cheek. "You don't have to worry about me. I'll take care of

of hope mingled.

glimmer of

sorrow, "I don't want you to get hurt because of

shook my head, my resolve unwavering. "I won't." Lassured

Each movement was a struggle for her; her injuries made

moved down the dimly lit corridor, the oppressive atmosphere of the dungeon seemed to lift slightly, replaced by a sense of purpose. The guards we had left behind remained silent, their earlier defiance replaced by stunned

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corridor. Scott moved ahead, his movements. swift and sure as he pushed the door open. The cool night air rushed in,

way through the winding corridors back to her chamber. Each step was taken with the utmost caution, and our movements were deliberate to avoid causing her any additional pain. The flickering torches cast long shadows on the walls, their dim light guiding our path. When we finally reached Sage's quarters, I gently laid her down on the bed, positioning her on her stomach to avoid aggravating the wounds on her back. The soft mattress seemed

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I focused on Sage. Her breathing was shallow, and her eyes fluttered closed as she tried to relax. The sight of her injured back, now fully visible in the light, made my stomach churn with anger and sadness. The deep, raw lashes crisscrossed her skin, each a testament to

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and commanding. The urgency in my tone left no room

his footsteps echoing

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physician. I stayed by Sage's side, gently brushing her hair

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and the sound of her labored breathing I could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on me, the need to ensure her safety and well-being paramount