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.

them with fierce determination. Her eyes narrowed, and her brow furrowed

skin as if searching for some hidden injury. "Scott, you said you saw

face. "I'm telling you, Lady Sage was bleeding. The silver cut her. I saw it

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

tried to suppress the eerie sensation crawling 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

as she crossed her arms, her tone biting with frustration. "But humans don't heal from

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gaze flicking from my face to my hands. "You're healing at a

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claim making me roll my eyes. "Don't be ridiculous,

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

deep down, a 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

sense.

lying unconscious

to push

she said, her voice tight with exasperation. "But once Titus is stable, we need to figure this out,

mind was already drifting back to Titus-his still, battered body lying in that bed, fighting some battle I couldn't see. My heart twisted in my chest. How could I focus on myself when he was suffering like that? I wasn't going to let my own confusion about

word, I turned and headed back into the dimly lit room. Titus' form lay unmoving on the bed, his chest rising and falling ever so slightly. It pains me

my touch. "Titus," I whispered, brushing my thumb softly across the back of his

sound of his breathing filling the space. Every second felt like an eternity, and yet I couldn't tear myself away from

glanced back toward the door where Elara stood, watching us quietly. Her face softened for a moment, and I knew she could sense

her voice softer now. "He's

like this."

many had

the silence.