Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

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Chapter 175

SAGE

Dinner ended peacefully, a rare and beautiful moment where we sat together-not as scattered pieces of a broken past, but as a real family. It felt surreal. For so long, I had convinced myself that a life without Titus was inevitable, that raising our children without him was my only reality. Yet, here we were. A family, whole at last.

Fate had tested us, throwing one cruel challenge after another. The Moon Goddess, in all her wisdom, had woven a path filled with heartbreak and longing. But somehow, despite it all, we found our way back to each other.

After dinner, we took the children to their own rooms. Their excitement was infectious, especially when they realized they wouldn't have to share a space anymore. I had no doubt that Titus would spoil them beyond reason, making up for all the time he had lost.

Once Harper and Cooper were settled, I turned to head toward my room, only to feel a strong yet gentle hand slip into mine. Titus laced our fingers together, a smirk playing on his lips as he tugged me in the opposite direction.

"Where do you think you're taking me?" I asked, raising a brow.

He didn't hesitate. "To my chambers, of course," he replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I hesitated. "I don't think that's a good idea."

Titus chuckled, stepping closer until there was barely any space between us. "If you think I'm letting you out of my sight, even for a minute, then you clearly don't know me as well as you think." His voice dropped lower, sending a shiver down my spine. "You have years to make up to me, Sage. And I intend to collect."

Before I could protest, he tightened his grip on my hand and continued leading me toward his chamber, leaving no room for argument.

My heart pounded with every step as Titus led me toward his chambers. The air between us was thick with unspoken words, unhealed wounds, and a longing neither of us could ignore.

As we reached his room, he pushed the doors open, revealing the familiar space I had once shared with him. His scent lingered in the air, wrapping around me like a memory I had tried so hard to bury.

Titus turned to face me, his fingers still curled around mine, his grip firm yet gentle. His piercing blue eyes held a glint of

into a slow, knowing smirk.

mischief, his lips curvins.

"You look scared," he murmured, his voi

dripping with amusement. "Don't worry, kitten. I'm not going to eat you."

But the way he said it sent shivers down my spine. He meant something else entirely. And we both knew it.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding against my ribs. "I-I'm not scared," I replied, forcing my voice to remain steady despite the betraying heat crawling up my neck.

Titus tilted his head, the amusement in his gaze only deepening. "Oh, really?" he drawled, taking a slow step forward. The warmth of his body, his intoxicating scent, was almost overwhelming.

I instinctively stepped back, but his fingers tightened ever so slightly around mine, anchoring me in place. "But you should be," he murmured, his voice a rich whisper against my skin.

I sucked in a sharp breath, my pulse skittering wildly. I should be afraid of the way my body reacted to him, of the way his presence alone melted every ounce of resistance I tried to hold onto.

to push down the invisible lump in my throat. "Titus..." I whispered, unsure if it

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just like that, I knew I was already trapped, caught in the web of his presence, the very place

return to.

breath hitch. His hand slipped from mine, only to land on my waist, pulling me flush against him. His warmth seeped through the thin fabric of my dress, sending a riot

observed, his voice laced with something

His heartbeat was steady and strong, unlike mine, which felt as though it was trying to escape my

velvety sound that made my stomach flip. "Liar," he murmured, his fingers tracing slow, lazy circles

breath, but it did little

his grip tightening ever so slightly. "I've waited long enough, kitten," he echoed, as if the concept itself was

mouth to protest, to say something, but Titus didn't

kiss of a man who had been starved for far too long. A kiss that stole the breath from my lungs and

me. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss, his hands roaming up my back, pressing me

against mine with a hunger that sent shivers down

down, that my heart was racing too fast, that my breath

I let

leaving tingles in their wake. His warmth surrounded me, intoxicating and overwhelming all at once. When he finally pulled

lose you," he murmured, his

swallowed hard, my hands still gripping the fabric of his

up, forcing me to look into his eyes. "Tell me you

heart pounded. The answer

"Yes," I whispered.

surprised gasp left me, but he only chuckled, striding toward the bed with the same confidence he carried in every

this time, I was

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and looked at me as if he was memorizing

face. "I will never let

planning on going anywhere, Your Majesty. There's no place for

his chest at my words, something between a sigh of relief and a sound of pure possession. His fingers tangled with mine, pressing our hands together above my head, as if he

breath fanning my lips. "Say it again," he murmured, his voice