Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 149

Chapter 149

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I tried to focus on the mission at hand, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Sage. I could still feel the lingering connection of our mind link, the faint echoes of her pain reaching me like a whisper in the dark. She was probably writhing in agony, the bracelet on her thigh doing exactly what it was meant to do.

Damn stubborn, that woman.

If only she would just listen instead of constantly defying me. She should know by now that running was useless. No matter where she went, ‘I would always find her. I always have.

A muscle in my jaw twitched as I clenched my fists. She thought she could leave me behind like I was nothing? Disappear and expect me to just let her go?

Not a chance.

I wasn’t finished with her.

Not until she understood the consequences of her betrayal.

Not until she felt the weight of what she had done.

Not until she learned that no matter how far she ran… she was mine.

“This is the last on the list of illegal activities of the syndicate that we’ve managed to bring down over the past few years,” Beta Scott reported. His voice pulled me out of my reverie.

I shook my head as I gave him a curt nod, my gaze fixed on the crumbling warehouse ahead. The air was thick with the scent of rust and decay, mingled with the cold bite of the night breeze. We’ve spent years dismantling the underground network of human trafficking, magical creature smuggling, and illegal trading. This was the last nest of filth in this city, the final stronghold of those who preyed on the innocent.

Once we clear this place out, we can finally go home and regroup.

“Is everyone in position?” I asked, my tone sharp. “We need to be precise. I victims will have to sacrifice their lives for this.”

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“Yes, Alpha. Everyone is in place. They’re only waiting for your signal,” Scott replied, his hand resting on the earpiece as he communicated with our pack members surrounding the warehouse.

I took a deep breath, muscles coiled tight with anticipation. “Good. Let’s get this over with.”

raised my hand, ready to signal the attack when a faint sound pricked at my heightened senses. I stilled, my fingers curling

voice, high–pitched and laced with

me! I’m going to tell my dad!”

kmitted together. That voice…

go!” Another small voice, this one belonging to a boy, his words punctuated by a soft thud–like a tiny fist hitting something much larger.

intently through the shadows, my wolf senses sharpening. There,

man. They were trying to bring those children inside the warehouse.

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her dark curls a tangled halo around her face. The boy, though smaller and less steady, still threw punches with all the might his

recognition slammed into me. Those two troublemakers. The scoundrels I’d met

what the hell were they doing here?

struggling, you little rats!” The man barked, his rough

evident in her trembling frame. Her tiny fists were balled up, knuckles white as she

at the edges of my control. My vision edged with red, and

father was or why they were here, caught in the clutches of these monsters. But none of that mattered. All I saw was the terror etched on their faces, the way their small bodies shook as they tried to

and dangerous unfurled inside me. It wasn’t just anger–it was a need to protect, to destroy anyone who dared lay a hand on them. The kind of need that could only be satisfied with

sharp and ready. My wolf was dangerously close to the surface, my control hanging by

bastards had given me more than enough reason.

crackled through the earpiece,

a breath, forcing my human side to the forefront. “Proceed to the initial plan with caution. I’ll take care of the

was sharp and deadly, like a well–practiced dance. I could hear the muffled sounds of fighting and the sickening crunch of bones breaking, but I didn’t pause to watch. My mind was set on one thing–getting those kids

at me with a rusty pipe, but I ducked under his swing and slashed him across the chest with my claws. He dropped to the ground, and I didn’t waste a second looking back. I had to keep moving, pushing deeper into the maze

small but steady, guiding

us go!” the little girl shouted, her voice rough but still strong

The boy added, trying to sound tough even

in his voice.

them–two small kids huddled together, surrounded by three men. The men were too busy taunting the kids to notice me creeping up on

his fingers digging into her skin. “Shut up, you little-

let out a scream that was cut off when I slammed

men turned to face me, their eyes going wide when they saw my furious expression. One of them pulled out a knife,

growled, my voice low and dangerous. “Or die.”

need to be told twice. The knife dropped to the ground as they turned and ran, their footsteps echoing

They looked up at me, their eyes wide

to make myself seem less scary. “Hey,”

too

about what they would feel when they saw me in my lycan form. I was lost for words. I don’t know how

you a superhero?”

out a soft chuckle, trying to ease the fear I saw in their eyes. “Yes, I

boy, braver than he looked, held my gaze. “Can you take us to our