Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63
SAGE
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It’s been two hours since the maid left. Beta Scott had also been standing outside my chamber for two hours, waiting for me to come out.
I couldn’t help but smile as I watched Elara pacing back and forth while biting her nails as she kept on glancing at the door. She kept on flinching at every faint noise coming from outside of the room.
“Will you please sit down, Elara?” I told her.
“How can you be so calm, Sage? You are making His Majesty wait! Why don’t you just ask him to put our heads on the guillotine?” she snapped at me.
“If he’s going to kill us, we’d be in prison cell rather than this room, right?”
“You can’t be sure of that! What if he finally lost his patience and realized how you’re such a pain in the a** huh?”
If it weren’t for Elara, I would have stayed here longer. But I want to put her out of her misery. I was afraid that if I continue to stay here, she’ll soon suffer a heart attack. Besides, it’s already midnight. He’s probably fast asleep by now.
“Fine. I’m going,” I announced.
Her eyes widened in glee. She even clapped her hands in excitement. “Finally!” she exclaimed. She excitedly opened the door to inform the people waiting outside.
As I stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, the waiting s**ts and guards snapped to attention, bowing respectfully. I caught sight of Beta Scott, standing at the far end of the corridor. He looked completely unbothered, no sign of irritation on his face, despite the fact that I’d made him wait outside for over two hours.
A pang of guilt shot through me. It wasn’t Scott or the others I was trying to frustrate-it was Titus. Yet, they were the ones who had been left standing around, waiting for my stubbornness to run its course.
I let out a soft sigh, feeling a twinge of regret. “I didn’t mean to keep all of you waiting for so long,” I murmured, more to myself than anyone else. But Scott heard me.
He gave a slight nod, his expression calm, as if he understood. “It’s no trouble, my lady. We’re only here to assist you when you’re ready.”
His words, though polite, only made the guilt sink deeper. I straightened my posture, pushing away the hesitation. If I was going to face Titus, I needed to do it with the same fire I always had.
But a part of me couldn’t help but wonder if this time I might’ve pushed him just a little too far.
Elara lingered by the door, her excitement still palpable, while I took a steady breath and headed down the corridor. The soft click of my boots against the marble echoed through the silent hallway, and I could feel the weight of every eye on me -s**ts, guards, even the occasional curious glance from behind a curtain.
As we neared the grand double doors of Titus’s chambers, my heart gave an unexpected jolt. I wasn’t nervous, not exactly, but there was something about facing him after making him wait that long, after pushing him to the limit, that made the air feel thicker.
Scott fell in step beside me, his expression neutral. He seemed entirely unfazed, a stark contrast to the tension I felt thrumming through my veins.
“He’s waiting for you inside, my lady,” Scott said softly, his tone almost sympathetic.
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I raised an eyebrow, glancing at him. “He’s still awake?” I asked, half-expecting some sign of the frustration I’d intended to
cause.
Scott’s lips twitched into a barely there smile. “He is, my lady. I’m sure he’ll be relieved to see you.”
“Relieved?” I muttered under my breath, scoffing. “I doubt that.”
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As we stood outside the door, he gave subtle nod to the guards, who stepped aside to allow me passage. Elara shot me one last hopeful look before disappearing down the hall, leaving me to face the king alone.
I paused for a moment before reaching for the handle. My hand hovered over it, hesitation blooming in my chest. For all my bravado, for all the games I played with Titus, this moment felt different-heavier somehow.
I pushed the door open, the grand chamber coming into view. The warm glow of candlelight flickered across the room, casting long shadows across the stone walls.
Titus was sitting on the bed, holding his laptop. The two bedside lamps were still on and were enough to illuminate the entire bedroom. This isn’t exactly what I was hoping. I was assuming that he’ll probably be asleep by now, so I don’t need to sleep in his room. But now that plan is out of the picture, I need to come up with another plan. However, as I tried to roam my eyes around his chamber, I noticed that the long couch that used to be on that right corner of the room was gone. I was thinking about sleeping on that when things didn’t go according to my plan. But it seems like even plan B isn’t going to work.
He still hasn’t lifted his eyes from his laptop. The silence between us stretched, thick and unspoken, before I finally broke it. “You’re still awake,” I said, my voice laced with a challenge, as if daring him to call me out for my ta**in***
He slowly turned his gaze in my direction, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. “You took your time,” he replied, his voice smooth but edged with something darker.
I stepped closer, lifting my chin defiantly. “I don’t appreciate being summoned like a s**t, and just to be clear, I have no intention of sharing your bed, Your Majesty. You might make the rules around here, but forcing someone into anything is still wrong.”
A dangerous smirk tugged at his lips, though his eyes stayed locked on mine. “Who said anything about forcing you?”
My brow furrowed in confusion as I tried to make sense of his words. “So… you’re not planning to force me?” I asked, skepticism thick in my voice.
He chuckled, the smirk never leaving his face. “No, I’m not,” he answered calmly.
The confusion in my chest deepened. If he didn’t summon me to force anything, then why was I here? I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was some twist I hadn’t figured out yet.
“If this isn’t about that, then why did you call me here?” I asked, frowning harder.
His smirk widened. “Oh, make no mistake, kitten. I did bring you here with the intention of making love to you…all night,” he said smoothly, leaning in just enough to make my heart s**p a beat. “But only if it’s what you want. I won’t do anything
don’t ask for.” you
“So, you won’t force me into doing anything if I say no?” I repeated it just to make it clear.
“Yes,” he answered briefly.
I was kind of relieved upon hearing that. But it was short-lived when I heard him speak again.
“But I can be very persuasive,” he said before claiming my lips without a warning.
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