Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 77

SAGE

As Elara and I made our way back to my chambers, I couldn't help but notice the group of people wearing black robes. I've seen those before when I was being falsely charged with treason. They were the elders. However, there's something different about them. It seems

like they were different from the one I've seen before.

I turned to Elara to ask her. She's been around the palace longer Dan I did. "Aren't those members of the Circle of Elders?" I

asked her.

Elara didn't get what I was asking until she stretched out her neck on the terrace to see those people entering the gate. I frowned when I noticed the fear in lier eyes upon seeing them.

"What's wrong?" I asked her curiously.

"Those aren't members of the Circles of Elders, my lady," she replied. She turned pale as she switched her eyes between me and those people who just arrived.

"They're not? But I know those clothes. I've seen those when I had to face the charges against me. What do you mean those aren't Circle of Elders?"

"They were elders indeed, my lady. But..." She hesitated, her face paling as fear crept into her expression. "Those were Royal Elders. Her voice quivered as she swallowed hard, her eyes wide with apprehension. "Royal Elders?" I repeated, confusion lacing my voice.

Elara's grip tightened slightly around my arm as she gently tugged me toward the terrace's edge. She guided me to the railing, positioning me so I could get a clear view of the group below, "Look closely," she whispered, pointing toward the figures gathered in the courtyard. "See those gold emblems sewn onto their robes? That's the mark of the Royal Elders. They are the highest of the council, responsible for ensuring the purity of the throne. Their duty is to safeguard the legitimacy of the one seated on it, ensuring the king is beyond reproach, free from corruption."

the dark, formal robes of the elders. They carried themselves with an air of authority that sent a chill through me, but still, I couldn't understand her alarm. "Perhaps they're just here

Their presence here is not casual. It's a "bad" sign. The Royal Elders only appear when something is terribly wrong, when there's a threat to the stability of the throne." Her words came out in a hurried whisper, as if saying them aloud would somehow make them more real. "Them

I had clung to unraveling with every word she spoke. "A threat?" Techoed, my gaze now focused intently on the elders below, suddenly seeing them

her expression darkening. "Yes. And if they're here..." she hesitated, glancing nervously around before continuing.

of dread sweep over me as I stared at the group of Royal Elders, their presence now a looming shadow over the castle. It makes me wonder if this has something to do with me being back in

possibly have the courage to challenge His Majesty I asked, my voice barely hiding the

isn't good," Elara replied, her voice trembling slightly as

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Chapter 77

her apron.

of the situation began to sele in. "Let's

a sharp contrast to the urgency driving me forward. As I rounded a corner, I collided with. Beta Scott, flanked by several guards, all looking unusually

Lexclaimed, relief mingled with frustration. "Good, you're here. I need to speak with His Majesty immediately. Can you tell

in concern. "I'm afraid His Majesty is currently preoccupied, my lady," he said, his voice calm but firm. "But he's given me orders to ensure

through me. "Safety?" I repeated, frowning. "Why would I need to be kept safe? What's

as if weighing how much he should tell me. "I'll explain later, my lady, he replied, urgency creeping into his tone. "But for now, we need to leave. His Majesty insisted on your

a storm, each one louder than the last. But the look on Scott's face, the seriousness in his eyes, made me hesitate. Something wasn't right. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to make my skin crawl. Scott," I said, my voice quieter but no less demanding, "you can't expect me to just follow without knowing

don't have time. The Royal Elders are here

Trust me.

threat to the throne... Could Titus really be in danger? My heart pounded, tom between wanting to demand answers and

we can't leave him here. He needs all the strength, every resource, and every ally he can gather to defend the throne," I argued, my