Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 180

SAGE

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The moment Titus drew his sword, the sharp sound of steel slicing through the air sent a chill down my spine. My heart pounded in my chest as my eyes immediately darted toward the place where Harper and Cooper had been seated. Panic surged through me when I realized their chairs were empty, as if they had never been there to begin with.

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Where are they? My mind raced with fear, my breath hitching in my throat. I wanted to run, to find them, to make sure they were safe, but before I could even take a step, the heavy doors to the main hall burst open with a deafening crash.

The scent of blood and unfamiliar wolves filled the air. Intruders.

A feral growl rumbled deep in Titus's chest, low and lethal, as figures clad in dark armor poured into the hall like a shadow overtaking light. But instead of panic, something else happened-something that chilled me to the bone.

The nobles and warriors seated throughout the hall rose to their feet in perfect unison, blades flashing beneath the golden glow of the chandeliers. One after another, swords were drawn, the sound of metal ringing out in a hauntingly synchronized rhythm.

They were ready for this. All of them.

It was no accident. No surprise. They had been waiting for an attack. But why hadn't anyone told me?

I turned to Titus, but his expression was unreadable. His sword glinted

dangerously in his hand as he stepped protectively in front of me, his body tense and coiled like a predator ready to strike.

"Where are Harper and Cooper?" My voice trembled as I gripped his arm tightly. "Titus-where are they?"

"They're safe," he said, his tone sharp and final, but his gaze never left the advancing enemies. “I made sure of it. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about this plan. We need to keep it in order to make this trap successful."

"It could have been helpful if I was aware of what I'm getting myself into," I said sarcastically. I can't believe Titus used our wedding as bait.

"I'm sorry, kitten."

"Well, save your apology for later. Let's win this battle."

A figure lunged toward us, fangs bared and eyes blazing with malice, but before I could react, Titus moved with lightning speed. His sword cut through the air in a deadly arc, striking the enemy down in a heartbeat. Blood splattered across the marble floor, but he didn't even flinch.

The clang of steel against steel echoed through the grand hall, drowning out the gasps and terrified whispers of the remaining guests. My heart pounded in my chest as I tightened my grip on the silver sword in my hand. The weight of it felt foreign, but strangely right. I wasn't going to stand by and watch. Not while my kingdom, my family, was under attack.

The impact rattled through my arms, but I held firm, twisting the blade and pushing my attacker back. My instincts kicked in, sharper than I ever thought possible. Every lesson Titus had ever taught me, every ounce of strength I'd buried deep, rose to the surface. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Titus cutting down enemies with terrifying precision. He was a blur of power and fury, every move calculated and deadly. But even as he fought, I could feel the tension radiating from him; he was holding back as if his mind

stained the pristine marble floor beneath my feet, but there was no time to process the chaos. My focus narrowed to the next strike until a familiar voice cut through the noise like a blade

isn't this a heartwarming

neck rose at the sound. That voice-I knew it. I spun around, my sword raised, and

was.

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Anna.

into a cold, mocking smile. Her once warm, loyal gaze was now sharp and filled with venom. And beside her were the invaders. She hadn't come as a victim of this attack. She had

breathed, my heart twisting with shock and

of innocence flashing across her face. "Surprised?" She spat the title like it disgusted her. I'm

you could waltz back into

across the room. His eyes locked on Anna with a murderous glint,

a hand toward him.

on, little queen? I've been planning this for years.

I bit out,

met her strike with my blade, the clash sending vibrations up my arms. She was strong. Stronger than she had

him," I hissed, pushing

her teeth. "And you'll never keep him. Not when I'm done with

steel flashing, hearts pounding. Every strike was filled with years of resentment on her

blade slipped past my defenses, grazing my shoulder, it only fueled

in my ears, drowning out everything except the woman in

pushed forward, our swords locking again, the screech of metal against metal filling the air. "Is this all you've got,

I ducked low, twisting to the side, and my blade sliced across her thigh. She staggered back with a hiss of pain,

where you belong," I spat, rising to my full height. My

just because you wear a crown? I've worked for years to tear this kingdom apart piece by piece. Do you

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the air-Titus. He had cut through the remaining attackers like they were nothing, his body tense

growled, his

slightly at the sight of him stalking toward us, the raw power

"Leave it to me."

hesitated for only a moment, his jaw tight. Then, with a curt

what needed to be done.

it.

in her eyes. "You think you're strong

think-I know,"