Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 124

SAGE

"Simple, make my daughter your new Luna."

The room fell silent, the weight of his suggestion settling like a heavy stone between us. My breath caught in my throat as my mind scrambled to process what he'd just said.

Titus' eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable as he studied Marcus. "You're suggesting an alliance through marriage?" Marcus shrugged, his gaze unwavering. "It's a time-

honored tradition among alphas, and it would solidify our loyalty to your cause. Since your dethronement, all the tributes were sent back to their packs, nullifying your marriage with them. My daughter, Elise, is strong and capable. She'd make a fine Luna. And both of you w My stomach churned uneasily, a tight knot forming as I glanced at Elise. Her face was calm and composed, but the spark in her eyes as she looked at Titus told a different story- interest, curiosity, maybe even hope. It was a look I couldn't ignore, no matter how much I tried.

Titus didn't respond right away. Instead, he sat there, silent and tense, his jaw tightening as he weighed Marcus's proposal. The room grew heavy with the tension, the air thick and suffocating as everyone waited for his answer.

I held my breath, my pulse quickening. Part of me wanted him to refuse immediately, to shut down the ridiculous suggestion outright. But before Titus could say a single word, someone else's voice cut through the silence like a blade.

"Alpha Titus can't take her as his Luna," Anna announced, her voice strong and clear, carrying the kind of confidence that demanded attention. "That position has already been filled."

All eyes turned to her, including mine. My chest tightened, a whirlwind of emotions rushing through me at once. Relief, because someone had finally objected

to this absurd idea. And yet... a sharp sting followed her words, a painful reminder of my own uncertain place in Titus's life.

Anna's declaration sent a ripple through the room. Marcus's expression darkened slightly, and Elise's calm demeanor faltered just enough to reveal a flicker of disappointment.

But my attention remained on Titus. His crimson eyes flicked briefly to Anna, then back to Marcus. His face was unreadable, but his silence was deafening.

I swallowed hard, trying to

ady the storm of feelings threatening to overwhelm me.

Marcus leaned forward, his piercing gaze shifting from Anna to Titus. "Is that true, Alpha Titus? Has the position of Luna already been claimed?"

down on me as if I were the one being interrogated. My breath caught as I waited for Titus to respond, my heart pounding against my ribcage. "Tell

met Marcus's gaze. His voice, calm yet resolute, broke through the tension in the room. "I will not reduce it to a mere bargaining chip,

in the air, but the silence didn't

took a step forward, her wide eyes fixed on Titus. "Why don't you just tell them the truth, Titus?" she pressed, her

Scott, his expression unyielding. "Beta Scott, escort Anna out

gaze flicking between Anna and Titus, but his loyalty was clear. "Yes, Alpha, he said firmly before

trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. She tried to pull away, her eyes pleading as they locked

grip was firm, and with case, he led her out of the room. Her protests echoed down the

the remaining tension palpable. All eyes turned back to

Marcus," he said smoothly, his voice carrying an air of

chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. His sharp gaze didn't waver, and the corners of his mouth twitched into a faint, knowing smile. "My condition remains unchanged, Alpha Titus," he said,

as his hand gripped the back of a chair. "I see," he said, his

her calm exterior. She

them, felt like an invisible weight pressing down

tension, but my

flicked briefly

"But I will need time to consider your

"Of course, Alpha Titus," he said smoothly, "Take all the

of everything, he turned toward Elise, his tone shifting to something softer but no less deliberate.

"why don't you be a doll and escort Alpha Titus and

help him better consider

her eyes. "Of course,

slightly. He didn't argue, didn't object, but his eyes flickered with something unreadable before he

bitter taste in my mouth. As Elise rose gracefully to her feet, I couldn't help but feel a pang of unease settle in

smooth and confident as she

without hesitation,

the slight tension in his jaw, the subtle clenching of his fists at his sides. It was a small tell-something most wouldn't catch-but I'd