Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 79 SAGE

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"Shut up, Elara! Don't you dare say that again!" I exclaim loudly. Even I was surprised at how irritated I was with the thought of Titus being dead. "He hasn't made up for all the things he had done to me. He can't die until I say so. "I will never consider that thought as long as I wasn't holding his dead body. Until then, I will hold on to my belief that he's

alive"

was actually surprised at how I acted with the thought of Titus being dead. I thought I hated him enough to not care even if he got killed. But it turns out that despite what happened before, I still couldn't take the thought of him dead. "I had an idea." I said like a light bulb moment. "Elara, get ready. We're going back to the palace," I ordered her.

"What? Are you out of your fcking mind, Sage?" Elara practically shouted, her voice sharp with panic and disbelief. It was the first time I'd ever heard her raise her voice at me. Even after all the time we'd spent together-through the chaos of our escape, the quiet moments of survival-she had always kept her cool. No matter how much I annoyed her, she'd never once spoken to me like this. But I couldn't blame her. I could hear the desperation in her voice, the fear. Still, I wasn't backing down.

"No, Elara," I said firmly, meeting her wide, frantic eyes. "My mind is as clear as day. There's no plan, no idea, other than a rescue. We need to save Titus."

Elara's face paled, her hands trembling as she clenched them into fists. "Rescue him? From what, exactly?" she asked, her voice dripping with incredulity. "From the thousands of royal soldiers guarding the gates? Or maybe from the battalion of mages just waiting to unleash their spells the second you so much as step near the palace!"

She was staring at me like I'd completely lost it. Maybe I had, but I didn't care. The thought of Titus trapped, fighting alone, or worse, dead gnawed at me. I couldn't just sit and do nothing. But Elara's words, the harsh reality of what stood between us and the throne, settled heavily in the room.

I didn't want to admit it, but the odds were impossible. Yet, the idea of abandoning Tirus was something I couldn't bear to

entertain.

"But I can't sit here and do nothing!" arly shouted, my voice trembling with the weight of my frustration. "What if we wait here and it's too late? What if we could have saved him, but because we hesitated, he's gone?"

act.

My heart pounded painfully in my chest as I paced the small room, my thoughts spiraling out of control. The idea of Titus being lost, trapped, ur worse-it gnawed at me, making my skin crawl with anxiety. I felt helpless, and that was something I couldn't tolerate. eded to "Sage, calm down, will you?" Elara's voice cut through my frantic thoughts, though it was laced with a tinge of exasperation. She stood up, trying to be the steady hand I so desperately needed right now. "He's a fearless and powerful lycan. You know that. I'm sure he can take care of himself"

I stopped and whirled around to face her. "If that's true, then why can't I feel him?" The frustration spilled out of me, sharp and biting. My hands trembled as I clutched my sides, the unbearable void where our bond used to hum with life now silent. If he's so fine, why can't I reach him through the mind link?"

Elara opened her mouth to reply, but before she could get a word out, Scott came rushing back into the room, his face tense with worry. Clearly, he'd heard my raised voice and assumed the worst

"What's happening?" he asked, his frown deepening as his eyes darted between Elara and me, trying to assess the situation.

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"Nothing" whara answered quickly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Its just that Sage here has a brilliant plan. She wants to march right into the palace to save tris Majesty

s frown deepened, his jaw clenched tight as he looked at me. "You can't do that, my lady," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. "You'd be defeating the entire purpose of why His Majesty sent you here. He wanted to keep you safe, away from the danger, before things got out of hand. If you go back there now, you're not saving anyone-you're handing yourself over to the Royal Elders." His words hit like a blow, but I couldn't shake the growing sense of dread in my chest. Every second we stayed hidden felt like a betrayal, like I was abandoning Titus when he needed me the most. But Scott was right. Charging back into the palace without a plan would be suicide.

I clenched my hsts, my whole body coiled tight with frustration and fear. My mind raced with worst-case scenarios, each one more terrifying than the last. "Then what are we supposed to do?" I demanded, my voice rising as I frowned at Scott. "Just sit here and wait?" The thought made my stomach turn. "I can't feel him through our link. Isn't that enough reason to assume something terrible has happened?"

Scott sighed, his expression softening just slightly as he tried to explain. It's probably the shield that's blocking your connection with His Majesty. This place is heavily guarded with magic right now. It's not uncommon for links to be affected by such powerful barriers." Then I remove the shield," I shot back quickly, almost desperate, "I'll contact him, and once I know for sure that he's okay. then I'll stay put. But until then, I'm not just going to sit here and do nothing!"

Scott hesitated, glancing over at Elara. Their silent exchange made my impatience flare hotter, but I held my tongue for moment, waiting for him to respond.

"I'm afraid we can't do that, Scott said finally, his tone laced with regret. "We can't act rashly, my lady. Removing the shield

-even temporarily-could be the very window the Royal Elders need to pick up our location. They'd find us, and then everything we've done to keep you safe will have been for nothing. We can't risk that. We'll stay hidden and wait here until His Majesty arrives. "And what if he doesn't come?" My voice trembled slightly as I voiced the question that had been gnawing at me since the beginning. The words tasted bitter on my tongue, but I had to ask.

Scott Scoll t paused, his face hardening as he considered my question. Then," he said slowly, "we'll plan our next move. But for now, we wait. It's the only option we have if we want to keep you out of their reach." Elara stepped closer, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I know you're worried about him," she said softly, her usual fiery attitude subdued by the weight of the situation. "But rushing into this headfirst won't help anyone-not you, not His Majesty. We have to be smart about this."

I swallowed hard, torn between the desire to do something and the cold reality of the danger we were in. Every second felt like a lifetime; ever minute spent waiting was agony. But they were right. As much as I hated it, rushing into danger wouldn't save Titus. It could only make things worse.

I sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, my hands still trembling with pent-up energy. "Fine, I muttered, though it felt like a defeat. "We wait."

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