Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

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I didn't sleep at all last night. No matter how much I tried to push my thoughts aside, Elise's interest in Titus kept gnawing at me. I hated that it bothered me so much, but it did. Between the two of us, she was the obvious choice. She had the grace, strength, and poise to stand beside him as Luna when he eventually reclaimed his throne.

That was a fact, and yet... a small, foolish part of me still clung to hope. Hope that maybe there was still a chance for Titus and me, that what we once shared could somehow survive everything we'd been through.

t who was I kidding? That hope had been shattered a long time ago. Too much had happened between us-too many wounds, too much distance. Even if we tried to move forward, I wasn't sure we'd ever find solid ground again. Deep down, I believed we were better off without each other. And if that was true, I needed to act like it.

A soft knock at my door startled me out of my thoughts. I sighed heavily, forcing myself to push everything down and focus. When I opened the door, I wasn't surprised to find Elara standing there, her expression neutral but her eyes sharp as ever.

"They're asking everyone to gather in the main hall," she said simply.

I forced a smile, though it felt more like a grimace. "I'm ready," I replied.

Elara raised a brow, glancing over me with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Already? Did you even sleep? You look terrible.

"Thanks for the compliment," I replied dryly, brushing past her comment. "Let's go." I didn't want her asking questions I wasn't ready to answer.

Elara shrugged, clearly sensing my mood, and turned to lead the way. I closed the door behind me and followed her down the hall, steeling myself for what was to come.

When we entered the main hall, the air was thick with anticipation. The room was already packed-werewolves and humans alike, all eagerly awaiting the outcome of the negotiations. Two powerful alphas striking a deal was no small thing. Whatever decision was made today would ripple through all our lives.

My eyes were drawn immediately to Titus. He stood tall and commanding at the front of the hall, positioned near the large hair that Alpha Marcus would soon occupy. His presence alone demanded attention, but it was the expression on his face that sent a shiver through me-calm, resolute, yet guarded.

Before long, Alpha Marcus arrived, striding into the hall with the confidence of a man who held all the cards. Elise followed closely behind him, her movements graceful, her expression serene. She was every bit the picture of a Luna.

have people counting on me." "I understand," Marcus replied, gesturing for him

mine.

found

understand-an unspoken emotion that felt like a warning. My chest tightened as I realized what he was about to do. 12:49 Fri, 3 Jan

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in my stomach like a

ead settling

daughter, Elise, is a truly remarkable woman. She is beautiful, intelligent, and brave. Any alpha would be honored

his sharp gaze flickering

Luna, I'm afraid I

through the room like a restless tide. Marcus's smirk faded, replaced

Titus?" Marcus asked, his voice low but laced with

here as a courtesy.

unwavering. "I am perfectly aware of the stakes. And while I deeply value the support of your pack, I cannot meet your condition. The position of Luna has already been filled, and no alliance will change that." The hall fell into

Scott exclaimed, stepping forward. "You

in my chest, torn between

into something far more menacing. His sharp gaze

ever so slightly. Her serene demeanor faltered, a flicker of

holds that position? Who is worth risking the survival

unflinching. "That's not your concern, Alpha Marcus," he replied evenly, his tone calm yet firm. Marcus's expression tightened. He stepped closer, his imposing presence sending a ripple of unease through the room. "You stand here seeking my support, my resources, my warriors-and yet you dismiss my daughter, my terms, as though they're beneath you?" He scoffed, his

though his words carried the weight of his power. "But I will not compromise my principles, not even for the

furiously, and

low and humorless, echoing in

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