Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 176

SAGE

A groggy sigh escaped my lips as I stirred awake, my body aching in ways I hadn't experienced in a long time. Every inch of me felt sore-a testament to the passion Titus and I had shared the night before. A deep blush crept up my cheeks as memories of his touch, his kisses, and the way he had worshipped me flooded my mind.

I stretched lazily, only to pause when I felt something cool and solid pressing against my finger. My brows furrowed in confusion as I slowly lifted my hand, my vision still hazy from sleep.

And then I saw it.

A ring.

A breathtaking, intricate ring with a diamond so large it caught the early morning light and shimmered like a piece of the moon itself.

My breath hitched.

My heart pounded against my ribs as I stared at the delicate band wrapped around my finger. It was elegant, yet undeniably regal-something only a king could have placed there.

"Titus..." I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper.

As if on cue, a strong arm snaked around my waist, pulling me against a firm, warm chest. A satisfied growl rumbled from behind me, and before I could turn, soft lips pressed against the bare skin of my shoulder.

"Good morning, my queen," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep.

My chest tightened at the sound of those words. My queen.

I turned to face him, my fingers trembling as they brushed against the ring, half- expecting it to vanish like a dream. "You-" I started, but the words caught in my throat, tangled in the overwhelming emotions swelling inside me.

Titus chuckled, a low, husky sound that sent shivers down my spine. He reached for my hand, bringing it to his lips with a tenderness that made my heart ache. His blue eyes, still heavy with sleep, shimmered with something deeper-something unspoken.

you became my wife," he murmured, his lips grazing my

voice darkened with regret, but his grip on my hand remained steady. "Now, I will take

if grounding himself in the promise. “I will spend the rest of my life making

chest ached at the raw sincerity in his

the sting of unshed tears behind

hand came up to cup my cheek, his thumb stroking gently as he studied my face. "Let me make you happy, Sage. Let me

hard, my heart

whispered,

spread across his lips before he closed the distance between us. It didn't take long before Titus

that had ever hurt me. His lips were soft yet firm, as if pouring every

pulled away, his forehead rested against mine, his breath mingling with mine in the quiet intimacy of our

Sage," he murmured, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along my bare shoulder. "And I am yours. No more

The word settled deep in my

smiled, glancing down at the ring again. It was beautiful, exquisite even, but it wasn't the diamond that

lip. "You do realize that giving me this ring means you're stuck

above me, his arms caging me in. “Oh, kitten," he smirked,

it."

and unguarded. I had spent so many years thinking happiness like this was out of

come back?" I asked curiously. I've been meaning to ask him about it

placing a lingering kiss on my bare shoulder, his lips warm against my

my skin, "I never got my

tilting my head to look

in his expression. "I remember waking up every day, feeling... lost. Like something was missing. I couldn't explain it, but it was there, this emptiness that nothing could fill." His fingers traced lazy circles along my arm. "Then you left, and that

heart squeezing at the thought of him suffering all

was furious, but deep down, I didn't know why. It wasn't until I saw you again-until I held you again-that I realized the truth." He cupped my face, his