Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 79 SAGE

"My lady..."

"Shut up, Elara! Don't you dare say that again!" I exclaim loudly. Even I was surprised at how irritated I was with the thought of Titus being dead. "He hasn't made up for all the things he had done to me. He can't die until I say so. "I will never consider that thought as long as I wasn't holding his dead body. Until then, I will hold on to my belief that he's

alive"

was actually surprised at how I acted with the thought of Titus being dead. I thought I hated him enough to not care even if he got killed. But it turns out that despite what happened before, I still couldn't take the thought of him dead. "I had an idea." I said like a light bulb moment. "Elara, get ready. We're going back to the palace," I ordered her.

"What? Are you out of your fcking mind, Sage?" Elara practically shouted, her voice sharp with panic and disbelief. It was the first time I'd ever heard her raise her voice at me. Even after all the time we'd spent together-through the chaos of our escape, the quiet moments of survival-she had always kept her cool. No matter how much I annoyed her, she'd never once spoken to me like this. But I couldn't blame her. I could hear the desperation in her voice, the fear. Still, I wasn't backing down.

"No, Elara," I said firmly, meeting her wide, frantic eyes. "My mind is as clear as day. There's no plan, no idea, other than a rescue. We need to save Titus."

Elara's face paled, her hands trembling as she clenched them into fists. "Rescue him? From what, exactly?" she asked, her voice dripping with incredulity. "From the thousands of royal soldiers guarding the gates? Or maybe from the battalion of mages just waiting to unleash their spells the second you so much as step near the palace!"

She was staring at me like I'd completely lost it. Maybe I had, but I didn't care. The thought of Titus trapped, fighting alone, or worse, dead gnawed at me. I couldn't just sit and do nothing. But Elara's words, the harsh reality of what stood between us and the throne, settled heavily in the room.

odds were impossible. Yet, the idea of abandoning

entertain.

I nearly shouted, my voice trembling with the weight of my frustration. "What if we wait here and it's too late? What if we could have saved him, but because

act.

at me, making my skin crawl with anxiety. I felt helpless, and that was something I couldn't tolerate. I needed to "Sage, calm down, will you?" Elara's voice cut through my frantic thoughts, though it was laced with a tinge of exasperation. She stood up, trying to be the steady hand I so desperately needed right now. "He's

me, sharp and biting. My hands trembled as I clutched my sides, the unbearable void where our bond used to hum with life now silent. If he's

mouth to reply, but before she could get a word out, Scott came rushing back into the room,

deepening as his eyes darted between Elara and me, trying to assess the

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just that Sage here has a brilliant

danger, before things got out of hand. If you go back there now, you're not saving anyone-you're handing yourself over to the Royal Elders." His words hit like a blow, but I couldn't shake the growing sense of dread in my chest. Every second we stayed hidden

terrifying than the last. "Then what are we supposed to do?" I demanded, my voice rising as I frowned at Scott.

explain. It's probably the shield that's blocking your connection with His Majesty. This place is heavily guarded with magic right now. It's not uncommon for links to be affected by such powerful barriers." Then I remove the shield," I shot back quickly, almost desperate, "I'll contact him,

impatience flare hotter, but I held my