Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 68

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I marched back to my chamber, each step feeling heavier than the Tax My mind was a swirling mess of frustration d confesses and 1 could mill feel the wright of Time words (ling to me. When I reached my door, I pushed it open without heathering to knock the force of it Inside. Elara was bony laying out my dress for the day, her handiamwothing over the delicate fabric as she carefully arranged in on the bed. She jumped in the sound of the door timing against the wall, her eyes wide as she looked up in "My lady" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with concern. "What happened last night? Are you okay?"

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I barels registered her question, my mind ton tangled in the eve of the morning to offer a clear response. My fron deepened as I moved toward the window, needling air, needing space to think. But Elara was quick to follow her worried gare tracking my every movement Nothing happened last night. Elara I snappel, the irritation in my tone unmistakable. I hadn't meant to lash out, but the temsson was unbearable. Evenaling fell wrong

Elara, however, wasn't convinced. She studied me closely, her sharp eyes not missing a single detail of my demeanor-the tightness in my shoulders, the agitation in my movements. "Clearly, something did happen," she said, her voice softer but I probing unwillme to let it go.

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Leould feel her staring at me, waiting for an answer, but I had none to give. How could I explain the overwhelming mess of emotions battling inside me! How could I tell her about the tangled web of desire, defiance, and confusion that Titus had stirred up within me! I turned away from the window, crossing my arms over my chest in a defensive gesture. "He's infuriating." I muttered, more to myself than to Elara, but she caught it.

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Her brows lifted slightly, curiosity flashing in her eyes. "The king?" she asked cautiously, though I could see her interest piquing

I sighed heavily, not wanting to rehash the details but unable to stop myself from venting. "He thinks everything can just fall. into place because he wills it so. That everything-and everyone will bend to his will I shook my head, the anger bubbling up again as I thought about our exchange

lara's eyes widened slightly, but she remained silent, sensing that I needed to let it all out. Her quiet presence was a comfort, though the storm of emotions swirling inside me was anything but.

"It's maddening"ntinued, my frustration spilling over as 1 began pacing across the room, the movement a weak attempt to burn off the restless energy gnawing at me. "I don't understand why he feels the need to bring me back to this awtul place" My vouce rose with each word, the confusion and anger bubbling just beneath the surface.

I stopped abruptly, turning to face Elara. "I'm already cleared with all the charges against. That's more than enough reason to let me be and let me live my life peacefully outside his territory. I threw my hands up in exasperation, as if the answer was written somewhere in the air, just out of reach.

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Elara's brow furrowed, her expression softening with concern. Maybe he sees something in you," she suggested gently, her tone careful, like she wasn't sure how I'd respond. "Something he needs." I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. "What could he possibly see in me? He's a king, Elara. He doesn't need anyone, least of all someone like me. If anything. I'm just a problem he thinks he needs to fix. A piece of his twisted destiny puzzle that won't fit the way he The thought made my stomach churn with frustration. I had never asked to be part of this. And yet here I was, being pulled hack into a world I had longed to leave behind. Chapter 68

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nothing. Like what we had meant nothing And now he has the audacity to bring mock here and expect me to what? Fall into line Play like his good linle girl Sty voice broke,

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struggled to keep the anger-and the sadness from overwhelming me "It's not just pamful, Elara" I admitted, finally meeting her gaze. It's infuriating. He rejected me for his fate mate, and now he has the nerve to act like like it didn't happen. Now, he will reappear into my life and claim that I was his mate and not Annika. And that be just fall into a trap which makes him believe that it was her who's his fated mate? Thira's expression tightened, but

I whispered my fists clenching at my sides, a part of me still wants to care. Despite everything, despite knowing I should hate him for what he did there's this part of me that's still tied to him. And I hate that even

mean shutting off what you feel. It means facing it, and deciding what you'll do with it." 1 frowned, , biting back the rising tide of emotion. "What I'll do with it?" I echoed,

realizing that now, too. Maybe that's why he brought you back-not to control you, but because he knows he can't." Her words settled over me like a blanket, offering comfort even if they didn't erase

"Exactly, my lady. You hold the

through the room, sharp and commanding pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts: Elara and 1 exchanged a quick

the door

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she began, bowing slightly. "Her Majesty has requested your presence for breakfast. She would be honored

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seal Armiding this would only make things wome. If I was going to navigate whatever twisted

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quickly, like she had done this a hundred times before. As soon as I gre her the abrad, she hurried to the bathroom, her soft steps the only none in the quiet room. a few minutes, I cou I could hear the water running, steam rising from the bath she had prepared. I stood by the window, staring out at the garden below, but my thoughts were far away.

understanding as she helped me out of my robe. She didn't say anything, but the way she moved-quick and efficient-made it dear she knew how heavy this morning felt for me. She did everything she could to help me get through it. I stepped into the bath, the warm water a brief comfort for my tense

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mumbled, gripping the side of the tub. "Nothing is ever just