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.

people counting on me." "I understand," Marcus replied, gesturing for him to continue. "Please, go on. Let

mine.

found

catching in my throat. There was something in his eyes I couldn't fully understand-an unspoken emotion that felt like a warning. My chest tightened as I realized what he was

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under my breath, in my stomach

ead settling

resolute. "Your daughter, Elise, is a truly remarkable woman. She is beautiful, intelligent,

sharp

Luna, I'm afraid I cannot

crowd stirred, murmurs rippling through the room like a restless tide. Marcus's smirk faded, replaced by a cold,

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

are not here as

condition. The position of Luna has already been filled, and no alliance

forward. "You

pounded in my chest, torn between the quiet thrill of his loyalty and the suffocating weight of the storm that was sure to

calculated air around him shifting into something far more menacing. His sharp gaze bore into Titus, the weight of his authority pressing against

behind her father, stiffened ever so slightly. Her serene demeanor faltered, a flicker of disappointment flashing across her

dangerous, as though he was giving Titus one last chance to reconsider. "Then let me ask you this, Alpha Titus. Who holds that position? Who is worth risking the survival of your pack and the future of your claim to the throne?" The room grew eerily silent, the murmurs from the crowd abruptly ceasing. All eyes were on Titus. My heart pounded so

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 voice dripping with disdain. "Do not insult me, Titus. You came to me because you have no other options. Or have you forgotten your place?" Titus's jaw clenched, the tension radiating

my principles, not even for the strength of your pack. My Luna has already been chosen, and that

a moment, I thought Marcus might explode. The muscles in his jaw worked furiously, and his fists clenched at his sides. But then he

humorless, echoing in

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