Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 149

Chapter 149

TITUS

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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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casualties on our side, and no innocent

“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.”

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

voice, high–pitched and laced with

going to tell

together. That

this one belonging to a boy, his words punctuated by

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

man. They were trying to bring those children inside

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kicked and thrashed, her dark curls a tangled halo around her face. The boy, though smaller and less steady, still

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what the hell were

rough hands squeezing

courage that belied the fear evident in her trembling frame. Her tiny fists were balled up, knuckles white as she clung to her brother, who was equally defiant despite the dirt smudged on his cheeks and the fear pooling in his

my bones, clawing at the edges of my control. My vision edged with red, and I felt

their 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

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 blood and

ready. My wolf was dangerously close to the surface, my control hanging by a thread. It would take only a whisper

had given me more

voice crackled through the earpiece, laced with concern. “Your orders?”

a breath, forcing my human side to the forefront. “Proceed to the initial plan

signal, my pack moved quickly and quietly like shadows in the night. They slipped into the warehouse, each of them knowing exactly what to do. Every step they took was sharp and deadly, like a well–practiced dance. I could hear the muffled sounds of fighting and the sickening crunch

dodging guards before they even noticed me. One 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 to keep moving, pushing deeper into the maze of crates

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

girl shouted, her voice rough but

sorry! Our dad’s going to get you!” The boy added,

in his voice.

busy taunting the kids to notice me creeping up on them. My wolf stirred inside me, a low growl rumbling in my chest.

arm, his fingers digging into her

on him in a flash. My claws tore into his shoulder, and he let out a scream that was cut off when I

me, their eyes going wide when they saw my furious expression. One of them pulled out a knife, but his hand was shaking so hard the blade wobbled.

my voice low and dangerous.

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

me, their eyes wide with fear, holding onto each other so tight their knuckles

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

like she wanted to say something, but she was too scared. The boy, braver than he looked,

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

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saw in their eyes. “Yes, I am,” I said gently.

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