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.

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

leaned in, his breath fanning against my cheek, his lips

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like that, I knew I was already trapped, caught in the web of

return to.

His hand slipped from mine, only to land on my waist, pulling me flush against him. His warmth seeped

he observed, his voice laced with something

His heartbeat was steady and strong, unlike mine, which felt as

my stomach flip. "Liar," he murmured, his fingers tracing slow, lazy

myself to take a steadying breath, but it did little to help.

"I've waited long enough, kitten," he echoed, as if the concept itself

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

his lips capturing mine in a searing, all-consuming kiss. It wasn't gentle, nor was it hesitant-it was the kiss of a man who had been starved

instinctively clutching at his shirt, desperate to anchor myself in the storm he was creating inside me. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss, his

His lips moved against mine with a hunger

to slow down, that my heart was

let myself

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

I was going to lose you,"

still gripping the

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

heart pounded. The answer came easier than I

"Yes," I whispered.

weighed nothing. A surprised gasp left me, but he only chuckled, striding toward the bed with the same confidence he

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of me and looked at me as if he was

can't believe you're finally here," he whispered, his warm minty breath fanning against my face. "I will never let you go,

his cheek. "I wasn't planning on going anywhere, Your Majesty. There's no place

my words, something between a sigh of relief and a sound of pure possession. His fingers tangled with mine, pressing our hands together

fanning my lips. "Say it again," he