Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 108

Then a voice note from my mother. “Baby, happy New Year! I have a surprise for you. We’re getting you a

gift, the latest BMW heavy bike. The one you’ve been looking at online.”

I stood there clutching my phone, and something shifted inside me. I wasn’t alone. I had parents who loved

me unconditionally, friends who would fight for me, a whole life waiting beyond the wreckage of this

marriage.

Two days later, the doctor cleared me for discharge. I returned to Blackwood Estate where Mara had

prepared a welcome–home lunch. I went upstairs for a nap after lunch. I’d barely been asleep for an hour

when my phone started ringing. Zane’s name flashed on the screen.

“Violet!” His voice was tight with worry. “Are you okay? I heard you were in the hospital. What happened?”

I sat up slowly, confused. “How did you know I was in the hospital?”

“Celeste told me. She said you had an accident. I went to the hospital to check on you, but they said you’d

already been discharged.”

Ice slid down my spine. Why would Celeste tell Zane about my hospitalization? Unless she wanted him to

come looking for me, wanted to create more interaction between us.

“I’m fine, Zane,” I said, keeping my voice light. “Just a minor concussion. Nothing serious. Thanks for

checking on me.”

Five minutes after we hung up, my phone rang again. Daemon’s name this time.

“You’re out of the hospital,” he said without preamble, his tone sharp with irritation. “Why didn’t you tell

me?”

“Why would I? Did you go there looking for me?”

“Obviously. The nurse said you’d been discharged hours ago.” He paused, grinding his teeth audibly. “I

wasted my entire noon.”

Something clicked into place. Celeste had known Daemon was planning to visit me at the hospital today.

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That’s why she’d told Zane, hoping they’d run into each other there. Except I’d ruined her little scheme by

leaving early.

“Well, I’m home now,” I said coolly, then hung up before he could respond.

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I went downstairs, restless. The late afternoon sun streamed through the living room windows, and my eyes

caught on the pair of skis leaning against the wall beside the fireplace, exactly where they’d been since our

disastrous skiing trip. I walked over and touched them briefly. Beautiful, expensive, unused–just like

everything else in this marriage.

I thought about my friends and their lives. Sienna with her endless roster of men, Jade excelling at warrior

training, even Lily rediscovering her passion for poetry.

“What am I going to do after the ceremony?” I whispered to the empty room.

Ember stirred in my mind. “Be yourself. Not his shadow. Not his possession. Just Violet.”

I stood by the window, looking out at the sprawling grounds, when I felt rather than heard someone

approaching behind me. I spun around, my heart jumping, and found Daemon standing less than ten feet

away, watching me with an unreadable expression.

My eyes immediately locked onto what he was wearing on his head. A hand–knit black and white checkered

beanie. I froze, recognition slamming into me like a physical blow.

I knew this hat. In my previous life, I’d seen it in an Instagram post the winter after our rejection ceremony. Daemon wearing it while laughing with Celeste in the snow, her comment underneath gushing about how

glad she was that he liked “the hat I made for you” with a heart emoji.

Now, up close, I could see the small embroidered tag sewn into the brim. “C.M.” in delicate cursive script.

Celeste Morrison’s initials.

Something hot and possessive flared in my chest. Ember snarled in my consciousness, her rage immediate

and visceral. “He’s our mate! Why is he wearing another woman’s gift?”

I should have walked away. I should have ignored it, maintained my dignity, stayed distant. Instead, I found myself moving toward him, my voice deliberately light and casual even as my wolf screamed inside me.

“New hat? Let me see.”

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