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.”

faint sound pricked at my heightened senses. I stilled, my fingers curling into a fist

voice, high–pitched and laced with defiance.

me! I’m going to

brows kmitted together. That

his words punctuated

looked intently through the shadows, my wolf senses sharpening. There, near the rear of the warehouse, I caught

a burly man. They were trying to bring

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tangled halo around her face. The boy, though smaller and less steady, still threw punches with all the might his little arms could

me. Those two troublemakers. The scoundrels I’d met

hell were

man barked, his rough hands squeezing the

rats! You’re going to regret this when our dad comes to get us!” the little girl yelled, her small voice laced with a courage that belied the fear evident in her trembling frame. Her tiny fists were balled up,

raw. It vibrated through my bones, clawing at the edges of my control. My vision edged with red, and I felt my wolf stir

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

a need to protect, to destroy anyone who dared lay a hand on them. The kind of

to the surface, my control hanging by a thread. It would take only a whisper of

given me more than enough

Beta Scott’s voice crackled through the earpiece, laced

initial plan with caution. I’ll take care of

took was sharp and deadly, like a well–practiced dance. I could hear the muffled

man charged 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

hear the kids‘ voices, small but steady, guiding me

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

get you!” The boy added, trying to sound tough even though I could hear

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 them. My wolf

girl’s arm, his fingers digging into her

his shoulder, and he let out a scream that was cut off when I slammed him into a metal beam. Blood splattered around

expression.

I growled, my voice low and

didn’t need to be told twice. The knife dropped to the ground as they turned and ran, their footsteps echoing as they

looked up at me, their eyes wide with fear, holding onto each other so tight

trying to make myself seem less scary. “Hey,” I said softly.

she was too scared. The boy, braver than he

me in my lycan form. I was lost for words. I

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ease the fear I saw in their

he looked, held my gaze. “Can you