Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 142

SAGE

Think, Sage, think!

My mind raced as I paced the room, desperate to come up with a plan. The soft splash of water from the bathroom sent jolts of panic through me. Each sound reminded me that time was running out. He wouldn’t be in there forever, and when he came out, I had no idea what would happen next.

My eyes darted to the windows–sealed shut, reinforced with steel bars that glinted mockingly in the daylight. I tested the hinges on the heavy wooden door, but it was locked tight, the handle cold and unyielding beneath my grip.

Frustration gnawed at me, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I scanned every inch of the lavish room. Ornate furniture, thick silk curtains, polished floors–everything screamed opulence but offered no help in my quest for freedom.

I tugged at the curtains, hoping for some hidden latch or weak point in the glass, but found nothing. My hands trembled as I searched the room once more, knowing I was wasting precious time.

The water stopped.

I froze, my heart thundering in my chest. The silence from the bathroom was deafening, signaling that he was almost done. My pulse quickened as dread curled in my stomach.

No, no, I need more time!

But it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, there was no way out. My fingers curled into fists at my mingling with fear.

The door to the bathroom creaked open.

sides, frustration

I spun around, my breath catching as Titus stepped out, steam swirling around him like some dark, commanding force. His damp hair clung to his forehead, and water droplets glistened on his bare chest, highlighting every defined muscle. A towel hung loosely around his hips, but his piercing gaze was fixed solely on me.

“Looking for something, kitten?” he drawled, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stand tall despite the trembling in my legs. “Just… admiring the room.”

His smirk widened as he stepped closer, the tension in the air thick enough to choke me. “Liar.”

determined not to shrink under his gaze, though every instinct screamed at me to step back. Titus moved toward me with that unhurried confidence of someone who knew he held all the power in the room – because he did. My legs weakened as his

chest. My throat went painfully dry as I found myself tracking the path of those droplets, each one a reminder of just how dangerously

that made my skin prickle. He stopped just a breath away, his presence overwhelming, soaking up

us but the back of my legs were caught against

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was slamming against

velvety sound that wrapped around me like a vice. “It is, indeed, I

any.

the playful amusement in them giving way to something far more dangerous. For a

threat that made my

was playing with me, toying with my fear and defiance as though both were entertainment for him. But I couldn’t let him see

you’re man enough to handle it,” I taunted him, hoping my

lips curled into a predatory smirk. “Oh, kitten,” he murmured, stepping even closer, “you have no idea

afraid of what he might do to me after what I did. It also mean that I might have a hard time going back to

thickened, crackling with tension. His presence loomed over me, dangerous and intoxicating, and I

“How long are you going to keep me here?” My voice wavered slightly, but I pushed

gleamed with a mixture of

“I can’t stay here. I need to go back,” I insisted, desperation creeping into

flickered in his eyes. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. Too late, I realized I had opened a door I wasn’t ready to walk through. My stomach

words tangled on my tongue, panic rising as I tried to navigate the minefield I

calm, but the

talking about,” I

do I find it hard to believe, huh?” he commented, his tone dripping with skepticism. “What are you hiding that would make you so desperate to leave?”

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it? I left because I don’t

my spine. “Yet your body still reacts to my touch he whispered as his hand moved inside my skin before he slowly ran his hand against my leg, it didn’t take long before his hand settled in between my thighs,

sudden contact, my skin prickling under the weight of his touch. Every nerve in my body screamed to resist, but my limbs betrayed me, trembling under the sheer intensity of his presence. I hated myself for reacting, despising the heat coursing through me

forbidden territory, his fingers grazing my skin with deliberate slowness. The air thickened, charged

whispered, his breath warm against my ear. “Your body doesn’t lie as easily as your mouth does, Sage” The smugness in his tone made my