Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 110

SAGE

As we neared the gatehouse of the pack's territory, an unsettling silence hung in the air. There were no howls, no patrols calling out, not even the usual sounds of life you'd expect from a pack. The quiet felt heavy, like a thick fog pressing down on us, making it hard to

breathe.

I scanned the area, my nerves on edge. Something about this wasn't right. Packs were known for being fiercely protective of their territory, and uninvited guests were almost always met with some sort of pushback. But here? Nothing. It was too quiet, too still. Kieran was the first to speak, his voice low and laced with suspicion. "This isn't normal." His hand instinctively rested on the hilt of the blade strapped to his thigh, his eyes scanning the area for signs of an ambush.

Titus dismounted, his movements slow and calculated as he took in the scene. "Stay sharp," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for debate. "This could be a trap."

Elara and Scott exchanged a wary glance as they climbed off their horse. "It's too quiet," Elara muttered, her usual confidence giving way to unease.

I swallowed hard and slid off the horse with Kieran's help. My boots hit the ground softly, but the silence made the sound echo unnaturally in my ears. Every nerve in my body screamed at me to be cautious, to prepare for something unexpected.

The massive iron gates loomed ahead, their dark metal gleaming in the faint sunlight. They stood slightly ajar, as if beckoning us to enter. A cold shiver ran down my spine.

"They're waiting for us," Titus said, his voice grim.

"How can you be so sure?" I asked, keeping my voice steady despite the growing knot of anxiety in my stomach.

Titus's eyes flicked toward me, dark and unreadable. "Because this isn't a defensive stance. This is an invitation."

Kieran stepped forward, his usual smirk nowhere to be found. "An invitation doesn't mean it's friendly, Alpha. We could be walking straight into a setup."

"Don't you think I know that?" Titus snapped at him. He motioned for the group to move forwar for anything." He give me a quick concerned look, but didn't say anything. Stay close, and be ready

As we stepped through the gates, the eerie silence deepened. The path ahead was lined with towering trees, their branches forming a canopy that blocked out most of the light. Shadows danced across the ground, making it impossible to tell what might be hiding in the dark.

A group of people emerged from the shadows, their movements quiet and precise. They stepped forward in unison, their cold, assessing gazes stopping a few feet away from us. There was a strange tension in the air, as if they were speaking to each other without words. "We need to speak with your Alpha," Titus said, his voice calm but commanding, slicing through the heavy silence.

a slight nod. "Follow us," he said, his tone even, though there was something unsettling about it. Without any other choice, we followed them. My stomach churned as we

glanced at me briefly, concern flickering in his eyes,

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inside the pack's central building. It was dimly lit, the air thick with an unspoken tension. At the far end of the room stood the Alpha, his broad shoulders and commanding stance exuding authority.

then I

the

couldn't move. Memories came crushing like a tidal waves. I can still feel the same familiar comfort I had whenever I'm with Holt. He has been my anchor during my tough times in Alpha Gordon's house. However, my heart remains beating

hell is he doing here?" I murmured. What is

but her voice was

Holt doing here?"

me as he switches his eyes between me and Holt. Did he hear what Elara said? Holt's presence here didn't make sense. Why was he standing next to the Alpha of the

Silver River Pack, Alpha Titus!" he announced, his arms spreading wide in a grand gesture of hospitality. His tone was smooth, almost theatrical,

the Alpha and the man standing beside him, suspicion etched into every line

tipped them off? But how? Holt

stood there, his expression unreadable. He didn't flinch under Titus's accusing stare, nor did he try to explain himself If anything, he looked

stea, but laced with sharpness. "Interesting,

Silver River Pack chuckled lightly, his smile widening as if enjoying the tension crackling in the room. "Ah, well, let's

for me to fully interpret but enough to stoke the unease building in my chest. Holt didn't say a word, his

his sides but clenched into fists. "We came here in good faith" he said, his voice hardening. "So, let's cut the games. Why don't you

something sharper, more calculating. "Patience, Alpha Titus. All in good time. For now, why don't we discuss this... arrangement of

suffocating, the air thick with

River Pack leaned back in his massive chair, his fingers drumming lightly against the wooden armrest. His piercing gaze swept over our group as Titus laid out the offer, his words calm and calculated. An alliance against the current king.

moment, the Alpha was silent, his face giving away nothing. The tension in the room was suffocating, each second stretching longer than the

spine. "An interesting proposal, Alpha Titus," he said, his voice smooth but carrying an undercurrent of amusement. "But I'm

name yours," he said flatly, his tone leaving no room for

Alpha's smile widened. "I