Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 170

SAGE

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The week was almost over, yet the elders remained silent. No summons, no accusations, no whispered threats. On the surface, it seemed as if they had accepted Titus' declaration that I was to be queen. But deep down, I knew better. Their silence wasn't acceptance-it was a strategy. They were waiting, planning, biding their time.

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Titus was doing better, but he still hadn't woken up. His wounds had healed, yet his body remained trapped in unconsciousness. We were doing everything we could to keep the truth hidden from those who wished the crown harm, but we wouldn't be able to maintain the illusion forever. Sooner or later, someone would notice.

The thought weighed on me heavily as I sat beside his bed, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. Scott entered, his usual composed expression in place. "Good morning. my lady, he greeted, glancing briefly at Titus. "How's His Majesty?"

1 let out a slow breath. "He's doing better. His wounds have healed, but he hasn't fully recovered. He should have woken up by now," I admitted, my voice laced with concern.

Scott nodded. "That's still good news," he said.

I studied his face, knowing he hadn't come here just to check on Titus. "Do you have any news about the attack?" I asked. I knew he'd been investigating, searching for the ones responsible.

His jaw tightened. "Not much. Whoever orchestrated this attack left no loose ends."

My stomach twisted. "What do you mean?"

Scott exhaled, crossing his arms. "His Majesty's wounds have been difficult to heal because the rogues were using wolf's bane on their claws."

I stiffened. "Wolf's bane? That's lethal to any werewolf. Even rogues aren't immune to its poison."

"Exactly," Scott confirmed grimly. "That's why we're convinced they weren't meant

to survive this attack. Whoever sent them knew they were going to die."

A chill ran down my spine. "Then why would they agree to such a suicide mission?"

Scott's expression darkened. "We found traces of forbidden magic in their systems. They were most likely forced."

I swallowed hard, horror creeping into my bones. "Mind control."

Scott nodded. "Yes. And whoever did this has access to magic we thought was long buried."

I blew out a sharp, unsteady breath, trying to steady the turmoil brewing inside me. "I hope you catch whoever is behind this, Scott. They should pay for their crimes," I said.

"We will do everything we can, my lady. I swear it."

I was startled when I suddenly heard a voice coming from the hallway.

"My lady! My lady!" she shouted.

I was about to open the door and check it when a maid came rushing into the

She was catching her breath in panic.

I

lady! The kids..." she said

slammed against my ribs. "What about the kids?" I demanded, my voice sharper than

still gasping for air. "The elders ordered to bring the kids in

drained

barely made it past my lips, my entire body going cold. “Not this

beside me. "On

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maid shook her head frantically. "I don't know, my lord! I only heard the guards saying that the elders summoned them immediately. They didn't even allow me to speak

into my bones. My children- my babies-were dragged

turned on my heel and stormed toward the doors, my

lady, wait!" Scott called after

I couldn't stop.

my execution now had my

idea what they planned to do with

leading to the courtroom, my breath coming in ragged bursts. The doors were closed, guards stationed at every corner. My

my voice

guards hesitated, glancing at

elders say! Those are my

my

suddenly creaked

her enter," a voice commanded from

words.

guards without hesitation, my heart pounding

I

middle of the courtroom, small yet unyielding, their little hands clenched into fists. The elders sat on their high seats, watching them with

gripped me, but I refused to let it show. I straightened my shoulders, stepping forward with every ounce of defiance

had left.

"I swear on everything you hold dear, I will burn this

respect this court, then show some respect

council. An older man with deep-set wrinkles and piercing eyes leaned forward.

trying to unearth every secret I held. "We are not here for

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children," he began, his voice slow and deliberate, "are not ordinary. We all witnessed what happened

problem with that?" The elder beside him scoffed. "The problem, Lady Sage, is that we were informed that you have been claiming that these kids were His Majesty's children." "They're my

sharp,

fell deathly

heavy and charged, like a brewing storm on the verge

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heart pounding against my ribs. I had always known this moment would come. I had feared it,

declared with unwavering

behind me. Their wide eyes mirrored their shock-an innocence shattered by the weight of the truth. My heart ached knowing they had to learn it this

out my hand to them. Without hesitation, they grasped it, their tiny fingers wrapping around mine as

for fools, young lady? We are well aware of

that of any normal being. In truth, they