Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 162

SAGE

I finished cooking and wiped my hands on a towel, ready to set the table. But as I stepped toward the dining area, my feet suddenly froze at the doorway.

The sight before me was something I never thought I’d witness, something that sent a strange ache straight to my chest.

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Titus sat between Harper and Cooper, his large frame dwarfing their small ones, yet he somehow fit so seamlessly between them. He held a small coin between his fingers, flicking it up before making it disappear, only to pull it from behind Harper’s ear.

Harper gasped in delight, her hands clapping together. “Again! Again!” she cheered.

Cooper, skeptical as ever, narrowed his eyes. “I saw you hide it,” he accused, but even then, there was a flicker of amusement in his usually serious gaze.

Titus smirked, leaning closer. “Are you sure about that?” And just like that, he made the coin vanish once more.

The twins gasped, completely enthralled, their laughter ringing through the room like the sweetest melody.

I stood there, gripping the doorframe as I watched them. The way they looked at him with wonder, it was so heartbreakingly natural. Like they’d done this before. Like they had always been a family.

A lump formed in my throat, my heart clenching painfully.

I had spent years convincing myself that keeping Titus away was the right thing to do. That my children didn’t need him, that I didn’t need him. But standing there, seeing them together, I felt that belief crack just a little.

If only I could freeze this moment, hold onto it for just a little longer.

I shook off the thought and started bringing in the food, then settled it on the table.

The kids cheered as I set their plates down, their eyes lighting up at the sight of the golden, fluffy stacks.

“Yay! Pancakes!” Harper clapped her hands together excitedly. Cooper didn’t say anything, but the way he immediately grabbed his fork and dug in spoke volumes.

I turned to Titus, handing him a plate without a word. He took it with a smirk, tilting his head slightly as he studied me. “No special treatment for the king?” he teased.

I scoffed, sliding into the chair across from him. “You’re lucky you even got a plate,” I muttered before taking a bite of my own food.

Titus chuckled but didn’t push further. Instead, he started eating, and for a while, everything was calm. You can hear nothing but the quiet sounds of forks scraping against plates and soft, happy hums from the kids as they enjoyed their breakfast.

For a brief moment, I allowed myself to enjoy it too. The warmth of the morning light streaming through the windows, the laughter of my children, the presence of a man who, despite everything, felt like he belonged here.

But just as quickly as that warmth settled in my chest, a cold dose of reality followed.

This wasn’t real.

This wasn’t our life.

And sooner rather than later, all of these will end, and we’ll go back to the way it was.

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As we sat around the table, the warmth of the moment lingered, filling the room with something that felt almost too normal. Harper and Cooper eagerly dug into their food, occasionally glancing at Tims with admiration. It was clear they had taken a liking to him.

Titus, on the other hand, was completely at ease, eating his meal as if this was just another morning, like we had been doing this for years. Then, in between bites, he casually said, “We should start looking for your mother today”

My hands stilled on my fork, my stomach twisting at his words.

Harper and Cooper looked at each other before they turned in my direction as if they were asking me if they were supposed to respond. “Really? You’ll help us?” Harper pretended like she’s excited.

‘Of course. You two came all this way looking for her, didn’t you? It wouldn’t be

one, tilted his head. “Is that why you were left

say I had my reasons.” Then, he turned to me, his gaze holding something unreadable. “What do you think, Sage? Should

my throat. I should have been relieved–this was part of the plan, after

This was dangerous.

him. I can’t take the risk of walking around

considered my next move. “That sounds like a good idea.” I said carefully, keeping my tone light. “But I think it’s best

arched an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with my

if most people around here don’t recognize you,

back in his chair. “And a woman walking around with two kids won’t?”

no king, Your

but Cooper, ever so curious, cut in. “Why is

your food, Cooper,”

took another bite

other hand, was more focused on her toast, blissfully unaware of the underlying

Titus.

met Titus’s gaze. He wasn’t going to let

chair, feigning nonchalance. “But I’ll take the lead.”

always follow you,

rolling my eyes. “Sure

fading. “Then it’s settled. We start looking

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start by reporting it to the police station,” he suggested, his deep voice breaking through my thoughts.

road. That would complicate things. A police report would bring unnecessary attention, and attention was the

to consider it. “That’s a good idea,” I

I kept my gaze focused outside

passing through the town’s main street,

look!” He shouted, his voice filled

beside him, her tiny hands grabbing onto the edge of the window. “Oh! What’s that?!” she

to where they were

with the laughter of children filled the air. A bright Ferris wheel stood tall against the sky, and the sweet

called a carnival, sweetie,” I

carnival?” Harper repeated

Harper?” Titus asked as he took

her seat. “No, we haven’t,” she admitted softly, her

remained quiet, but I caught the way he lowered his gaze, as if trying to hide the

My chest tightened.

up my throat, making it hard to breathe.

to, but because I had

I had

a world that could take them away from me. I had convinced

looking at them, seeing the longing in Harper’s eyes and the

I been protecting them?

had I been depriving

didn’t say anything for a moment. He simply looked at Harper, then at Cooper, then finally at me. His gaze held something unreadable, something that made my stomach twist in unease.

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“Well, then, he said, a smirk slowly curling on his lips.

“Really?” she gasped,

Titus chuckled. “Really”

expression more reserved but his