Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 76

SAGE

"Tenjoyed having breakfast with you, kitten, Titus said after we finished eating.

"I couldn't say the same, Your Majesty," I replied with a fake smile plastered on my lips.

He just chuckled in response. "I have to go now. I'll see you then, he said before planting a quick kiss on my lips. was still I used Still not I to him kissing me whenever he wanted. However, that's the least of my concerns at the moment.

"What

t do you mean by that?" I asked, frowning. "I didn't agree to warming your bed in exchange for the favor I asked for."

He smirked, "That's true. However, it seems like you have forgotten the fact that you're still my wife, and sharing my bed is one of your primary responsibilities." "I'm not to do it," I firmly responded. Titus's chuckle was deep, almost casual, as though the weight of his words meant nothing to him. "It's fine," he said, his tone rich with arfmusement. "It doesn't matter whether you sleep with me or not. As long as we share the same room every night. that's enough for me." His nonchalance irked me, twisting something inside me that I couldn't quite name. I narrowed my eyes, muttering under my breath. I don't believe you."

I didn't expect him to hear it, but of course he did. His laughter erupted, loud and unapologetic, like I'd just told the most amusing joke. Before I could react, he stepped closer, his hand landing on my head with a light, almost teasing tap-like I was some wayward child who had wandered into his realm of control. "Such a kitten," he murmured, his voice low and velvety. He leaned in, his lips grazing the shell of my ear, so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin. Tl see you tonight, kitten and the way he said them sent a shiver racing down my spine, leaving my skin tingling with unwanted awareness. I hated the way his mere presence could do this to me, unraveling the edges of my resolve without him even trying. Before I could muster a response, he was already walking past me, continuing his day as if nothing had happened. He didn't glance back and didn't give me the satisfaction of seeing my reaction. It was just another game to him, another move in this dangerous dance we'd tin since the day I returned to the palace.

His words were a promise, and the

been caught

But the

t of his words lingered, like a shadow that refused to leave. Whether I wanted to or not, the unspoken. agreement of sharing a room with him, night after night, both terrified and intrigued me. And the worst part? Titus knew exactly how it affected me. As he disappeared down the corridor, I s I stood there, my pulse racing, my mind tangled in thoughts I didn't want to have. Yet, deep down, I wondered-was I strong enough to resist him?

took countless deep breaths before I finally decided to leave the dining room. I found Elara waiting outside the door.

"How was your breakfast with His Majesty, my lady?" she asked eagerly the moment I stepped through the door, her eyes practically glowing with curiosity.

that surrounded Titus and me. Still, her enthusiasm was relentless, and right now, I wasn't in the mood for it. "Horrible!" I replied with an exaggerated roll of my eyes, hoping the sharpness of my tone would be enough to deter her from pressing

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But of course,

it

smile, and the way she was looking at me made it clear she was buying my dramatic declaration. It was

I shot back, my voice carrying an edge of warning as I opened my eyes wide in

"It's just... for a 'horrible' breakfast; you sure don't look

She

the knowing look in her

course-but because I hated how easily she could get under my skin, especially when it came to Titus. The

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sharply, pointing a linger at her. "There's nothing to tell. His Majesty is just... insufferable as

for a moment "Insufferable, huh? Is that what we're calling it these

let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes! Absolutely unbearable. I mean, who does

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e owns the place?"

me around, acting like

own the place, my lady"

Her eyes twin "That's

Hmm,"

my frustration mounting. The point is, he's... he's... impossible! Always smug. always thinking he's in control." she

me like a bucket of cold water. "What?

if I may be so bold, you were

and it only made me more irritated. That's because he's always doing something infuriating! If he

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dancing with

do to drive me insane, and he enjoys it!" She chuckled sofily, shaking her head. "Oh, my