Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 141 SAGE

"How long are you planning to keep me here?" I asked directly, my voice steadier than I felt. My heart thumped wildly as Titus closed the door behind him with a heavy "thud."

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My pulse kicked up another notch when he started peeling off his clothes without a word. First, his jacket hit the floor, followed by the slow unbuttoning of his shirt, exposing his chiseled chest and taut muscles. My breath caught but not from admiration-it was fear that gripped me like a vice

my

throat,

"W-What are you doing?" I stammered, stepping back instinctively, my voice laced with panic.

He tilted his head slightly, an amused smirk curving his lips. 'Am I not allowed to take a bath in my own room?" he asked casually, as if this situation were perfectly normal.

His words threw me off. "Your room?" I echoed in disbelief. "Where are we? And how long are you planning to keep me

here?"

He raised a brow, his smirk deepening. "Oh, come on, kitten. You just got here. Why are you so eager to leave?" His sarcasm was thick, daring me to believe I had any control over the situation. But we both knew the truth-I was his prisoner, and leaving wasn't an option. I clenched my fists. "I need to go, Titus-

Before I could finish, everything blurred. In a blink, he was in front of me, mere inches away. His hand shot out, gripping my neck with brutal precision. The sudden impact against the wall knocked the breath from my lungs,

low, each word dripping with venom. "That's how you're supposed to address me. You don't get to call me by my name after you

cutting off my air. I clawed at his hand, desperate to free myself, but his grip was unyielding. My feet dangled off the ground, panic surging through me as my vision began

darkness creeping at the edges of

violently as air rushed back into my lungs. My throat throbbed, raw and bruised, each breath a painful reminder of his

my raw throat, but I swallowed the pain, refusing to let it show. My pride clung to me like armor,

came out hoarse, barely above a whisper, as I fought to steady it. "What are you planning to

his eyes made my stomach churn, but I held His gaze, refusing to cower even though fear coiled tightly in my chest. "What else would it

curled into a smile that sent waves of dread

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be my breeder. Isn't that what your auction

casual menace in his tone was far more terrifying than any yell or threat. There was no need for theatrics when the words themselves were so cutting,

my throat. "No," I whispered, disbelief and horror

level with me, his face unnervingly calm. "Oh, but you will, Sage." he said softly, the gentleness of his tone a stark contrast to the cruelty of his intentions. "You

digging into the plush carpet beneath me as I tried to ground myself. "We both

brutal tenderness tilting my face toward his. His touch burned, not with warmth but with

through just to find you..."

pulse raced, panic threatening to consume me, but rage simmered just beneath

here, I