Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 85 SAGE

Elara was almost done treating Titus' wounds. I decided to step out of the room for a while to get some water. I found Scott waiting outside as I stepped out of the room. "My lady, is His Majesty alright?" he asked, worried.

"He's going to be okay, Scott. Nothing to worry about," I replied

"How's your hand? Did you ask Elara to treat your wounds as well?" he asked.

As if on cue, Elara stepped out of the room where I came from and heard what Scott said.

"What wound?" Elara asked, frowning. "Did you get hurt, Sage?"

"No, I'm fine," I replied and tried to hide my hands behind my back.

"What are you hiding in your back?" Elara asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, really," I insisted.

She looked at Scott for confirmation. I squinted my eyes at Scott, warning him not to say anything to Elara. But it seems like he was more afraid of her than me.

"Lady Sage hurt her hand when she tried to break the silver cell bars. Aside from that, it was sharp as a knife, so the cuts must be deep," Scott finally admitted.

"You did what?!" Elara exclaimed. "Are you aware that silver is lethal to any werewolf? How stupid can you be?!" she yelled as she grabbed my hands that I was hiding on my back. But the frown on her forehead deepened when she saw my hand. She turned towards Scott with a confused look. "Does it look like it was wounded to you?" she asked Scott.

Scott frowned before his eyes widened in shock. "H-How did it?" But I swear I saw her blood drip along the bars when she was forced to widen it!" he insisted.

"Scott, I don't like you joking about this."

"I'm not lying!" he replied.

my hands forward, inspecting them with fierce determination. Her eyes narrowed, and her brow furrowed even more when she didn't find the bloodied, battered

she muttered, her fingers tracing over my skin as if searching for some hidden

my hands, disbelief etched across his face. "I'm telling you, Lady Sage was bleeding. The silver cut her. I saw it with

torn between irritation and confusion. "Well, there's not a single mark on her

up my spine. "Look, it doesn't matter. I'm not hurt. And to be honest, it wasn't the silver that wounded me; it was the sharp edges of the cell bars. I don't react to silver anymore, probably because I've already lost my wolf. Like I said,

she crossed her arms, her tone biting with frustration. "But

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face to my hands. "You're healing at a speed that even most werewolves don't.

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absurdity of her claim making me roll my eyes. "Don't be ridiculous, Elara. I'm as mortal as you are. I'm sure as

of nature than anyone I know. The fact that you broke through silver bars with your bare hands? Not even the strongest lycans can do that without severe injury. And now you're healing in minutes from wounds that should've bled for hours." She shook her head. "Something's happening to you, Sage, whether you want to admit

small part of me knew she was right. Something had changed. Losing my wolf had left me feeling incomplete, and now I was... different. Stronger in some

sense.

on that now. Not with Titus still lying unconscious in the other

push the unsettling thoughts aside. "Titus is the priority right now. He needs us, and I won't waste another

me. "Fine," she said, her voice tight with exasperation. "But once Titus is stable, we need to figure this out, Sage. You can't keep ignoring whatever is happening to you. It's

in my chest. How could I focus on myself when he was suffering like

word, I turned and headed back into the dimly lit room. Titus' form lay unmoving on the

His skin was warm, but his grip was weak, his fingers barely responding to my touch.

only the faint sound of his breathing filling the space. Every second felt like an eternity, and yet I couldn't tear myself away from his side. I needed him to wake up, to open his eyes,

suffocating. I glanced back

said after a long pause, her voice softer now.

like this."

her words did little to calm the storm brewing inside me. Titus has been well known to fight through impossible odds before; many had witnessed his unmatched strength and willpower. But something about this felt different. Darker. I

to heal," Elara added, breaking the silence. "And you... you need to be honest with yourself,