Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 127

SAGE

We all returned to our rooms to pack, the air heavy with unspoken tension. Titus had made it clear-our time in this pack house was over. Without Alpha Marcus's support, we were left scrambling to find another ally strong enough to help us win the looming war. While I was packing all my things, I heard a soft knock at the door that broke my train of thought. Startled, I froze for a moment before walking over to answer. When I opened the door my breath hitched at the sight of Scott standing there. "S-Scott," I stammered, nerves prickling at the seriousness in his expression. "Do you need something?"

His voice was steady, but the weight in his tone sent a chill down my spine. "Can I come in? We need to talk."

I hesitated, glancing over my shoulder at the hall-packed bag on my bed. Taking a deep breath, I stepped aside and gestured for him to enter. "O-Of course," I said, closing the door softly behind him. "What's this about?"

Scott turned to face me, his eyes piercing as he spoke. "We both know why I'm here, Sage."

His words made my stomach twist. I forced a strained smile, trying to deflect. "I'm afraid I don't. You'll have to enlighten

me."

He didn't bite. Instead, he studied me with that sharp gaze of his, cutting through my feigned ignorance. "It's about Alpha Titus's decision," he said plainly.

I swallowed hard, my chest tightening. "What about it?"

"Is it safe to assume we both believe what he did wasn't the best decision for our cause?"

I hesitated, weighing my words carefully. Finally, I exhaled a long breath. "If you're asking for my honest opinion, then yes," I admitted. "I believe rejecting Alpha Marcus's offer was a mistake. We need his support if we're going to win this war."

Scott's expression didn't change, but his eyes narrowed slightly, as though he'd expected my response but was still calculating his next move. "Then you'll help me convince him to reconsider?"

His words caught me off guard, and I shook my head. "Even if I wanted to, it's not my decision to make. I have no influence over him."

Scott's jaw tightened, and his voice dropped to a near growl. "You think you have no influence? Sage, he chose you over his throne. He's willing to jeopardize this war for you. So don't stand there and tell me you can't sway him."

His accusation struck like a blow, and I felt anger bubbling beneath the surface. "Why does everyone believe it was me?" I snapped, my irritation breaking through. "Why does everyone assume I'm the one he was referring to when he said he already had a Luna? Did you all forget that he chose Anna over me? He broke our bond to protect her!"

a mix of frustration and pain, the words spilling out before I could stop them.

Scott said after a moment, his tone quieter but no less firm. "But that doesn't change the fact that his actions today suggest otherwise. He's making decisions with you in mind, whether you see it or not. And

argue, to push back against the pressure he was putting on me. But part of

have anything to do with

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His sharp eyes locked onto mine, brimming with purpose, though beneath it, I sensed frustration simmering just

come here to argue," Scott began, his voice quiet but steady. "I came here because I believe you're the

what exactly do you expect me to do, Scott? Titus has made his

on his feelings, not what's best for the

bitterly, though there was no humor in it. "You think I have any influence over Titus? You've got

a single move without thinking of you first, whether you realize it or

my breath hitch, and I felt my stomach twist. "Stop," I said sharply. "I have nothing

and that's clouding his judgment. As much as I hate to say this, but you're the one hindering

growing sharper with every word. "Even if that's

stepped closer, his gaze piercing. "If that's what it takes, then please do so. Make him see past whatever feelings he's tangled up in. This isn't just about you or him, Sage. This is about

physical blow, leaving me reeling as if the air had been sucked out of the room. I closed my eyes, willing myself to steady the chaos rising inside me. The weight of what he was asking

me, Scott?" I asked, my voice shaking with frustration

lies with my Alpha and the pack above all else. Everything I do, everything I'm asking you

to admit. "Why does it have to

put his future, his throne, and this pack on the line for you. And now..." He paused, as if searching for the right words. "Now it's your turn. It's your turn to make a sacrifice for the greater good, for

to clear the whirlwind of emotions clouding my thoughts. "Still," I whispered, my voice trembling,

unyielding, a far cry from the familiar warmth that usually softened his words when he spoke to me. His sharp gaze was relentless, pinning me in place as though daring me to defy him. There was no room for argument in his tone, no trace of the man who once called me a

voice lower now but every bit as resolute, each word sinking heavily into the charged

down on me like a physical force, and I found myself rooted to the spot,