Ch. 16..20: The Rogue is a Female Alpha chapter 16-20
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The music was soft, yet every beat pulsed like a warning drum. The coronation had begun, but even with dancers twirling and goblets raised. I could feel his gaze burning, focused, unrelenting.
Apex
I didn’t dare look at him. Not with the storm it stirred inside me. Not with the strange pull that made my heart stumble.
Instead. I kept my eyes on the goblet before me, fingers barely brushing the rim.
Then a voice boomed above the murmurs.
“All hail the Lycan Heir. Before he is crowned, does anyone wish to offer a toast?”
I lifted my gaze slowly. An older man stood at the front with eyes like dull coins, a calculating grin stretched across his face.
“He is Apex’s uncle, Lord Dareth, Alpha Aeudric whispered beside me. I gave a slight nod. I hadn’t known Apex had an uncle.
Just as I was lowering my gaze again, a voice sliced through the air like honey over steel.
“I would love to make a toast to the new king,” Kaela purred, her smile dazzling. “And I have… a question.”
Heads turned, marveling at her elegance, her boldness, her knack for twisting moments toward herself, always.
“What question do you have for him, Envoy of the Blackbridge Pack?” the advisor asked, indulgent.
Kaela lifted her goblet, not to the king, but to me,
“Why would the new Lycan King invite a rogue to his coronation?”
A hush fell.
Dozens of eyes shifted from her.. to me.
My spine straightened. Slowly, I looked up and met her eyes. So this was her move. No proof. No trial. Just a label. Rogue.
Under the bright sun, in front of every Alpha and noble, she meant to disgrace me
I turned my head toward the Ash Pack table. Jurrek was already frowning and I know He would interfere if I didn’t answer right.
Tension thickened like smoke, and just before I could speak the crash came.
The throne room doors exploded inward, splinters flying like shrapnel.
Guards snapped to attention too late.
They came barreling in. Real rogues. Blood–soaked, wild–eyed, dripping with the scent of violence.
“APEX!” the largest one roared, baring blackened teeth. “How dare you not invite Rogue Town to your coronation? Disrespect means death!”
Silence slammed down, heavier than before. Kaela was forgotten. Everyone’s focus shifted to the real threat.
Rogues. Unclaimed werewolves without a pack had breached the Lycan Kingdom. That alone could ignite war.
Iturned at last to Apex. He sat ahead, regal on the throne, the golden crown still untouched beside him.
And yet his eyes were only on me. Even now, under threat. As if he had been waiting for me to look.
When I did… he lowered his gaze and frowned slightly as though annoyed it took me too long
to give him my attention.
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Power, Calm even in chaos. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t lift a finger. Didn’t speak and that infuriated the Rogue Alpha.
“Oh, so you disrespect me more with that silence,” he snarled. “Then don’t blame me for sending you to your dead father!”
Apex’s eyes finally rose. Slowly. Coldly. His face remained unreadable, but I saw the shift.
“You should’ve invited the rogues, the Rogue Alpha hissed, stepping forward. “Sent a scroll like you did to the packs.”
Then came the blade. Drawn fast. Gleaming red.
“Now pay for it with your life.”
Guards rushed in, but he was fast. Brutal. He spilled the first blood with a single slash and one of the guards fell, throat open.
Gasps rang out. Everyone realizing the truth.
This wasn’t a show. He wasn’t bluffing.
He stepped toward the steps, and Kaela darted forward, arms spread to block him.
Wait!” she cried, locking eyes with him.
The Rogue Alpha snarled
“Who are you? Have you chosen death? Or will you die for a king who is not your kind?”
“I am Kaela Yadev,” she said proudly. “From Blackbridge. I’ve visited Rogue Town. I’ve spoken with
Please. This isn’t the way.”
A pause. Murmurs. Even awe.
I saw Nyroth. He watched her with pride. His mother and sister, the same. Read complete version only at find✦novel.net
So this was it. Kaela’s moment to shine.
I glanced down at my goblet but then got brought back to reality by a Crack.
The angry grunt snapped us back. The Rogue Alpha shoved her aside like wind swatting a leaf
“Bullshit with your name and peace talks. Apex dies today”
He charged.
This time, Jurek moved, swift, firm, stepping into his path.
Ash Pack didn’t stand down. Not for our kind. Not for strangers. We protect. Always
The Rogue Alpha growled low, jaws clenched.
you before for peace.
“I know you,” he said coldly. “But I won’t stand down for a Beta. Maybe if your Alpha had shown but word says he died in battle. Never returned.”
A chill lanced through me. My fingers clenched tight, too tight on the goblet and it cracked in my grip, wine dripping with the blood on my palm.
I hadn’t realized I was holding it that hard.
1 set my jaw, Loosing my patience.
“Speak filth about the Alpha of Ash pack once more and loose your head.” Jurrek challenged and Gasps echoed.
The Rogue Alpha turned slowly, eyes dragging over Jurrek with a smirk.
Stand down if you value your life. It’s Apex’s blood I came to spill.”
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In the blink of an eye, he lunged at Apex, blade aimed straight for the kill but before Jurrek could react, a shadow dropped from behind Apex, silent, deadly.
Steel flashed.
In a single, precise thrust, the rogue Alpha was cut down, his blood spilling across the floor onto the crown and the throne room went dead silent.
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Blood
For the first time in five years, 1 saw it spilled again mercilessly.
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The man who had come to defend Apex wasn’t just some ordinary warrior. His stance said it all. What made him even more unnerving was what followed.
After slicing the rogue Alpha down in one clean strike, he simply returned his blade to its scabbard… and vanished into the shadows from where he’d emerged.
There he stood. Apex’s bodyguard, still and silent behind the throne. A statue made of death.
Jurrek set his jaw and exhaled sharply.
The Moon Goddess had told him he wouldn’t spill blood today. He returned to his seat without a word, and the hall sank into thick silence.
From where I sat, I watched Apex raise his eyes to meet mine, just for a moment. Then, he turned his gaze to the rogue Alpha still gasping for breath.
Surely he’d call for a healer. That was my innocent thought until the air suddenly shifted and Apex finally moved from his golden throne.
He knelt beside the dying rogue, quiet and calm. He took a blade from a nearby guard. No ceremony, no hesitation, and drove it into the man’s chest.
Once. Twice. Again. Again.
Blood splashed across the marble and the steps of the throne. The rogue’s gasps turned into nothing. Just silence. Just death.
The chamber watched in frozen awe. No kne dare speak or make a move and even his two elder sisters only stare a though they have grown accustomed to that dark side of him.
That’s how the rumors described him. Apex the Cursed. The stories hadn’t lied.
He stood, blood dripping down his face, and returned to his throne. Guards rushed to clear the corpse. Maids followed, scrubbing the marble dean until it was as if nothing had happened.”
The music had long since stopped. The dancers had long since frozen. Kaela had quietly slithered back to her seat.
Then Apex’s uncle, the King’s advisor, approached with trembling hands and placed the crown on his head.
“All hail the new Lycan King,” the man declared.
“All hail,” the crowd echoed. Still shaken, hollow.
Goosebumps crawled over my skin.
Not because of the crown on his head but because his eyes never left me. Not for one second.
“Are you okay?” Dessyn cornered me the moment I stepped out of the throne room and I exhaled.
“Zephyr… she pressed.
Tin fine,” I said, steady despite the pounding in my chest.
She studied me with worry and I can understand. The Rogue Alpha had mentioned Varyn and I know so well Dessyn also wouldn’t be too okay, given the fact that my brother and her had a thing in the past. The tension still clung to the air like
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smoke, Tusk had fallen, and the afterparty loomed just beyond the doors
Desiyo tipicnzed my hand gently
“Come have a drink in the hall. The feast is already starting”
Toffered a faint smile and was alrout to follow when he stepped into view.
Nymath
He stood in our path like a wall. Dessyn immediately froze, eyes narrowing in contempt. Then she turned to me.
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“I be fine. Go on”
She hesitated, but nodded and left.
Now it was just me and Nyroth. His expression unreadable until awe broke through the cracks.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice low and I raised a brow
“Zeph…we were mated for five years. We went through everything together and now, just because of one glance from a king. you’re leaving me for him? Because he has more power?”
I didn’t answer. I wasn’t in the mood for his nonsense. I turned to walk past him but he caught my wrist.
“Zeph…” His voice faltered. “You can’t stay here.”
“Why?”
“The Lycan King. He’s dangerous. Unstable. That look in his eyes when he watches you it’s not normal. You need to leave.”
The gaze. That’s what this
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I pulled my wrist free and looked him in the eye.
“We’re nothing now, Nyroth. We promised to reject each other, remember?”
His frown deepened. He took a step closer, lowering his voice.
“You’re losing your mind. I’m trying to protect you from a bloodthirsty psychopath. A freak. Did you see what he did to that rogue? What if he gets obsessed with you? You think you can handle someone like that?”
I thought of the heat in Apex’s eyes. The way it burned through me.
“I don’t care if he’s obsessed with me.” I said, steady as stone. “And you shouldn’t either. Who I end up with is none of your concern.”
I turned to walk away but he grabbed my wrist again, tighter this time.
Zeph…”
Footsteps interrupted him.
A figure approached. Apex’s messenger, expression blank, bowing deeply before me.
“My lady,” he said. “The King requests your presence.”
Nyroth’s grip–tightened. Rage. Jealousy.
Good.
Let him feel it. Let him know what it means to be replaced.
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I yanked my wrist free and gave a nod to the messenger.
“Lead the way”
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Though I was surprised I have been summoned by Apex. I never know he’d request for me but in order to rub it on Nyroth, 1 accepted the invitation and honor it.
I followed the messenger down a dim corridor, leaving the afterparty, the bloodstains, and Nyroth behind.
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The Lycan Kingdom was larger than I’d pictured, and the hall seemed to stretch endlessly as we walked through it.
Even as I disappeared from sight, I could feel Nyroth’s gaze burning into my back.
I could already tell he was mad.
Not that I cared.
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The messenger led me through dim corridors, and after a few silent minutes, we stepped into the open night. We crossed an airy courtyard, lit by Golden lanterns, until he pushed open a massive door, revealing a grand, silent hall.
“Please.” he said politely, holding the door.
I stepped inside. Without another word, he left me alone.
The silence was unsettling. I began to wonder why I’d been summoned to a place like this. There was no one in sight.
I turned slightly toward the exit but then I paused
There was something ahead, just a few steps away, by the second entrance. Not Apex but someone equally unsettling.
I peered closely to see it’s the same man who had emerged from the shadows earlier, the silent executioner.
“He’s my bodyguard. Chantel Apex’s voice came from behind me, low and smooth.
I swallowed hard and turned. He had changed his attires. He is no longer bloodstained and his long hair damp from a bath. His face was clean, sharp, dangerously beautiful.
He looked like a king and more than that he looked like sin.
Apex stood close, dangerously too close. His nearness awakened something unholy inside me.
Why had he summoned me?
He didn’t speak. He Just stared into my face the way he always did without blinking, without shame.
Then, slowly, he stepped closer. Deliberate. Intense. His hand lifted toward my cheek, but I looked away just before he could touch me. He paused, hand hovering in midair.
His breath fanned across my face, warm and sweet with the scent of blood and flowers.
“How do I look?”
The question came unexpectedly. I blinked, frowning slightly.
He wasn’t joking. His expression was serious, expectant.
“Handsome is a small word,” I said truthfully.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. A flicker of relief appears in his eyes.
“I’ve never looked into a mirror since I was born,” he confessed. “My sisters say I’m okay. I always thought they were flattering
me.
He waited. I sensed there was more so I keep mute.
“Am I your type?” I froze.
His voice was calm but the question felt like a blade. He is serious.
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1 lowered my gaze and shook my head.
Tm a woman who’s always chased peace. A man like you brings envy… destruction… rivals. I don’t want those. So, no. You are nor my type.”
His jave tensed. Then he leaned in closer, unapologetic.
Maybe I can change that.”
His gaze didn’t waver. The tension between us thickened, an unspoken promise lurking beneath the surface.
“Is that why you summoned me
?” I asked and He shook his head slowly
“I have a question. I waited, silent. “Are you.. immortal?”
The question struck me sideways.
“What?” I frowned.
He sighed softly and then lowered his gaze. A small frown creases his eyebrow. He look bothered.
Then gently his rand came brushing my arm before guiding me toward a table. His touch was casual, almost careful but firm enough to make my breath catch. Our first physical contact
In one smooth motion, he lifted me onto the table. His hand settled at my waist, steadying me. Possessive. Unnervingly
intimate.
He leaned forward, placing one hand beside me for balance.
“I have a curse,” he said, voice quieter now. “I see how people die when I look into their eyes.
He held my gaze.
“But when I stare at you. I see nothing
My heart skipped. That was his curse? one of them?
Suddenly, so much made sense. Why he kept his gaze low. Why he always stared at me so long, searching. Waiting for something that never came.
His eyes now were soft, steady. Beautiful.
I swallowed hard, wondering, was he drawn to me only because I was unreadable to him?
I tried to look away, but my eyes caught the rings on his brow. I inhaled slowly, trembling at the weight of his stare.
He leaned in, lips grazing the space near my neck and I stiffened
“A Lycan King shouldn’t bother with a werewolf,” I whispered “Your father wouldn’t be proud of this. would he?”
He paused. Then pulled back, meeting my eyes again with a dangerous softness.
“How about I make you a proposal?”
1 blinked.
“Be by my side,” he said. “Until I become the kind of man you’d want”
The world stood still. Did he just asked me out?
Tdon’t.
“Think about it,” he interrupted gently. “And while you do.. keep this in mind no man touches you. I’d go berserk”
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“That’s a threat, Your Majesty.”
“No.” His voice came out like a steel as he shake his head in the negative. “It’s not a threat. It’s a promise!
Just then, the door opened. A young man entered, bowed, and said,
“Sire, it’s time for bed.”
Time for him to return to the Black Tower. As if he had a curfew.
Apex’s eyes never left mine and when that information came, the expression of regret etch his feature.
Then he helped me down from the table, his hands lingering at my waist a moment longer than necessary.
“You look like a smart woman,” he murmured. “And I love that. A woman like you will make the right decision.”
Then he turned, walking away like a man who had just made a vow. A vow I feared would burn us both.
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He had been explicit with his words, and his intentions were crystal clear. It left me unhinged.
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I stepped into the open hallway where the afterparty was being held, pausing at the entrance. Dessyn was busy in her role as
host.
My eyes scanned the crowd. Werewolves and Lycans mingling, laughing, drinking together as if nothing had happened. The neo princesses raised their goblets, smiling effortlessly.
No one would guess the King had killed a man today. But then again, that massacre was justified.
A chill crept down my spine as the memory surfaced. How relentlessly he had stabbed the Rogue Alpha. Over and over, like something primal had taken over. Like he couldn’t stop.
pulled away from the hall and wandered into the corridor, staring up into the darkened sky.
Varyn is still alive somewhere. I have to find him. I have to bring him home.
“I heard you’ve been summoned by the King.”
Dessyn’s voice came from behind. I turned to see her watching me carefully.
News had already spread. Of course. The last thing I wanted now was to become gossip.
“He only wanted to thank me for saving his life,” I said.
But she stared at me longer than necessary, making me glance away. Dessyn was one of the few people who could see the storm brewing inside me.
“Do you want to leave!” she asked gently, stepping closer and taking my hand. “It’s fine if you do. People will stare now, knowing you’ve caught the King’s eyes.”
I let out a slow breath and nodded.
“Maybe I should rest early.”
“About what we discussed yesterday,
will you be coming to White Pack with your things, then?”
I looked at her for a moment before nodding. I had no reason to return to Hue Pack. My mate had already agreed to reject
me
“Yes. I’ll come stay in White Pack.”
Just as I said it, Moon, Dessyn’s younger brother, walked out from the feast hall. I hadn’t seen him since the rogue attack. He looked at me with that same quiet concern and approached.
“Are you hurt?” he asked, taking my hand.
1 pulled it back gently.
“Zephyr, how about this?” Dessyn suggested. “Moon will accompany you to Hue Pack to get your things. I’ll wrap up here and meet you at home.”
Too tired to argue, I nodded.
Dessyn gave me a quick hug and returned to the feast, her role not yet done.
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Alone with Moon, I med toward the carriage, and he followed in silence. But something caught my eye before we reached
Jurrek’s white warhorse. He is still here.
“Thai harlot!”
Pamela’s shrill voice sliced through the air behind me just before her hand lunged for my arm but Moon was faster. He stepped in, pulling me out of reach with practiced ease.
I froze, stunned down to my marrow. Even here? In public?
I turned, locking eyes with her. She stood fuming. Olivia beside her with a hand on her hip, glowering like I’d spat on her shoes This update is available on FindN0vel.net
“Because of you, my brother’s been moody and angry all day!” Olivia snapped. “He stormed out of the kingdom. When we get home, you’ll pay for this, you rogue.”
They turned and left, heads high, heels clicking, leaving me cold and motionless in their wake.
Humiliation churned in my gut. Not just in front of others but in front of Moon, my own junior.
I swallowed the sting, trying to smooth out my face, but I could feel his energy shift beside me. He was livid.
Those ignorant
He made to follow after them, but I caught his arm, holding him firmly.
“Let them be,” I said, steadying him. “When the time comes, they’ll know what I am. But not now.”
Not until I’ve found my brother. Not while the bond still clings between me and Nyroth.
Moon always obeyed. But this time, he barely did. His jaw tightened. He said nothing.
“My lady”
I turned to see Jurrek walking toward me from the grand hall. Without hesitation, I rushed to him, taking his hand in mine, checking for injuries.
“Are you hurt?” I asked quickly.
He searched my face for a moment, then shook his head.
“How about you! You look pale.”
I forced a nod.
“I’m fine.” Then I whispered. “I’m rejecting Nyroth. In two nights”
Silence stretched. Jurrek’s gaze was unreadable, but he didn’t look surprised.
“Is there anything you’ll need for the rejection?” he asked quietly.
“No. I can handle it.”
“I know you can,” he said, voice gentler. “But if you need anything send a letter. I’ll come, riding the fastest horse.”
I exhaled slowly at his words and I believed him. Every word.
He nodded toward Moon, who gave a respectful bow. Comrades in arms, though Jurrek outranked him.
“The elders of Ash Pack left early,” Jurrek added. “I’ll be heading out soon as well.”
I nodded, motioning for him to walk with me to his horse. Moon stepped back to give us privacy
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Jurck there’s something I need to talk to you about.”
His eyes flicked to mine.
“The Lycan King?”
Tensed. He’d noticed. Of course he had..
“He’s been watching you all day,” Jurrek said. “And now.. you reek of him. They’re saying he summoned you. Apparently, he doesn’t summon anyone.”
I looked down. My throat tightened.
“The last thing I want is to get entangled with another man,” I whispered. “Especially someone like Apex. Not after Nyroth?
Jurrck said nothing. He waited. He knew I wasn’t done.
“You sound more certain,” he said finally.
“I am.
Then, after a pause he mutters.
“And you’re sure you can reject Apex so easily?”
The words struck something deep.
Can I swallowed
“I am sure.”
A pause followed before I quickly added.
“I have more important things to worry about than him. Jurrek, I need the search team to move faster. Send them to neighboring packs. Marketplaces near old battlefields. Taverns, black markets, anything. Any rumor. Any whisper that might help me find my brother.”
Jurrek nodded immediately. No hesitation.
He turned to his horse, then paused and looked back at me.
“I’m glad you finally see Nyroth for what he is.” His eyes held something warm. Fierce. Certain. “A woman like you deserves to be worshipped.”
He bowed his head.
“Goodnight, my lady.”
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Jurrek had wished me good night, but I doubted there would be anything good about this night..
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Riding with Moon turned out to be harder than I imagined. I couldn’t shake the feeling of how close he sat, or the way he kept sneaking glances at me when he thought I wouldn’t notice.
When the carriage finally stopped in front of Hue Pack, I stepped down gently. Moon followed right after.
I should come with you, help you pack,” he offered.
“It’s not much,” I said with a small smile. “Stay here. I’ll be out soon.”
I walked through the gates alone, the night air biting into my exposed neck. As soon as I stepped in, the pack members bustling with their night tasks froze and turned to stare.
“Yes, They said she caught the king’s attention.”
Murmurs filled the courtyard, but I ignored them.
I made my way through the hall, where people shifted aside.
The same people who used to mock me. Who whispered that I was a rogue.
1 gave them nothing, no glance, no words, and stepped into the living room. Pamela and Olivia sat stiffly on the couch, glaring but they said nothing.
They only stare at me in silence and for that, I was grateful. I had no energy
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I headed to my chamber. I had no business in this pack anymore.
But just as I entered the corridor, I heard a moan. Low, unmistakable, and it brought me to a halt.
Heat coiled low in my stomach, but not from arousal. From betrayal.
I crept toward Nyroth’s chamber. The door was cracked open, and I knew in my bones it wasn’t by mistake. He wanted me to see. They all wanted me to see it.
Clothes were scattered across the floor and Kaela was pinned to the wall, Nyroth’s hands gripping her thighs, his hips. slamming into her.
I went ice–cold. The air vanished from my lungs.
Without thinking, I turned and bolted into my chamber, breathing hard.
A cheat. At broad nightlight. Not even the decency to wait until the mate bond was broken.
Damn it all.
I spun toward my wardrobe and began throwing clothes into a bag. I reached for my shoes just as footsteps echoed in the hallway.
The door creaked open. I felt him before I heard his voice. He has finished already?
“Where are you packing to! Apex’s?” Nyroth asked, his voice laced with venom.
didn’t answer. I reached for the drawer where the small chest was kept. But before I could touch it, he grabbed my wrist and whirled me around, forcing eye contact
“I asked you a question, Zephyrine,” he growled. “Where are you
going?”
stared at him, breathing hard. He’d done it. He’d actually done it. I had long suspected his obsession with Kaela, but this
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“This isn’t your first time making love to her, is it?” I asked, voice low, “Answer me, Nyroth. This wasn’t the first time you’ve been thrusting into her, was it?”
“And you care?”
My heart plummeted.
His words were knives. I sank onto the bed, pale and stunned, betrayal washing over me in cold waves.
While I had been here, in this pack, slaving for him, supporting him in silence, hoping for a glance, a kiss, a hand to hold, he had been… with her.
Anger settled deep in my gut and disappointment, mostly with myself, burned hotter than fire.
I closed my eyes but I wasn’t broken. Not yet.
When I opened them again, I resumed packing, silently, without another word to him.
You can’t leave with your things, Zeph,” he said from behind. “You’re my mate.”
“Stop me if you can.”
I strapped my bag and headed for the door. But he blocked me, eyes narrowed, furious, desperate, and still.. insecure.
Why? He had Kaela. Why try to hold onto me!
“I get it now,” he snapped. “Why you’re so fearless. Because you have the Lycan King’s attention. But that doesn’t give you the right to disobey your mate. I won’t let you leave.”
I stepped closer, chin raised.
“The fact that I’ve been quiet. letting you and your family insult me, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to respond. Or that I don’t have followers ready to obey one command. Just one word from me, and everything you’ve built will crumble. Dare me.. and I’ll lose it.”
It was a challenge. A promise.
I bypassed him. This time, he didn’t stop me.
But in the living room, I wasn’t surprised to find his mother and sister on their feet, having clearly overheard our argument.
Kaela stood there too spine straight, pride still stitched into every line of her face.
1 walked up to her, close enough to see the flicker of nerves in her eyes. She stood in my path, refusing to move.
I smiled at her sharp and slow.
“Letting my mate crawl between your legs while he’s fated to another. now it’s clear who the slut is between us.”
I leaned in to whisper against her ear.
“It’s you. Whore.”
Her face drained of color.
I pulled back with a wicked smile, passed her, and stepped out into the courtyard, into the cold night where Moon was waiting.
He rushed forward to take my bag, helping me into the carriage.
Without another word, we left Hue Pack behind.
And for the first time in years, the weight on my chest began to lift.
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It was as if I hud cared this burden for so long, I didn’t realize how heavy it was until now, when I was finally free. Maybe not fully but at least