Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 157

SAGE

Deep inside I was already panicking, but I can’t let him know that. I can’t feed his suspicion with my actions.

“Sage, what are they doing here?” he repeated.

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“What’s wrong with them being here? They were missing their mom. They’re sad, so I offered to comfort them by letting them sleep in my room,” I explained.

“You’re lying,” he said, which makes me hold my breath. “I know when you’re lying,” he added.

I laugh nervously, masking the fear creeping through my veins. “You always thought I’m lying,” I insisted. “I have no reason to lie, Your Majesty.”

He narrowed his eyes, taking a slow, deliberate step forward. “Is that so?” he murmured, his tone laced with suspicion. “Should I use our mind link to know the truth?”

I suddenly felt a lump in my throat, and I had a hard time swallowing. Can he really do that through our mind link? Or is he just bluffing?

“Go on, do that,” I called his bluff. I was holding my breath while waiting for his next move.

After what seems like forever, he finally broke the silence. “There’s no need for that.”

I subtly breathe out a sigh of relief upon hearing that.

was suspecting they were yours. But they look to be around six or seven years old, and you’ve only been gone for three.” He turned back to me, his eyes

behind me to keep from trembling. “Y–You’re right,” I said, my voice carefully measured. “There’s no way they’re my children.

But to my relief, I saw his suspicion ease slightly, the tension in his shoulders loosening.

dismissing

a quiet sigh

room,” he said, turning toward the door without

quickly. I saw the way his shoulders tensed before he turned his head to look at me,

voice to steady. “I mean… I

the sound rich with amusement and something far more dangerous. He then turned around and took a deliberate step forward.

my mouth to respond, but no words came out. I couldn’t deny the truth behind his

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Chapter 157

I didn’t trust

didn’t trust

drug, not when the heat of his body made my own yearn for things I had

gathering the remnants of my composure. “Library,” I repeated, my tone firmer this time. “If this is a discussion about

his icy blue eyes darkening with something unreadable. Then, after what felt like an eternity, he smirked.

back at last, though

but it didn’t. Not when he leaned in again, his breath warm against my ear, his voice dropping into a

here that can keep you safe from me. If I wanted to, I could take you in every corner of that

betraying me in ways I