Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Daemon went still, clearly not expecting this reaction, but he didn’t pull away. He actually lowered his head slightly, allowing me access, and I stepped even closer until I could have counted his eyelashes. This close, I could see every detail of his face, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his blood–red eyes held mine with an

intensity that made my breath catch.

My fingers brushed the edge of the beanie, deliberately grazing the embroidered initials. “Very well made,” I

said, my tone cool and assessing. “She clearly put a lot of effort into it.”

“It’s just a hat,” Daemon said quietly, his voice rough.

I met his eyes directly, holding his gaze as I let my hand drop. “Right. Just a hat that someone made specifically for you, with their initials sewn into it, that you’re choosing to wear.” I paused, then smiled

without warmth. “Actually, never mind. I shouldn’t put it on anyway. It’s hers, made for you. I’d hate for her

to be upset that I touched something so personal.”

“She’s not that petty.”

The words hit me like a slap. His immediate defense of her, his certainty about her character, his trust in

her intentions. I almost laughed. I had recordings of Celeste abandoning me outside that factory, leaving me

to die while she led Daemon away, and here he was telling me how generous and understanding she was.

I wanted to pull out my phone right then, play him the audio, show him exactly what kind of person he was

defending.

But I held back. The rejection ceremony was coming. I don’t want to ruin it.

“Let’s go inside,” I said flatly, already turning toward the main house. “I assume you didn’t come here to

model winter accessories.”

We walked into the manor in heavy silence, the vast hallways echoing with our footsteps. I led him to the living room and sat down on the sofa near the fireplace, deliberately choosing the side that put distance

between us.

I looked directly at him, my voice steady and businesslike. “So. The rejection ceremony paperwork. Is it

ready?”

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He turned to face me fully, and for the first time since entering, I saw something shift in his expression. “It’s

being processed.”

“Processing what?” I kept my tone flat, refusing to show the frustration building in my chest. “I told you I

don’t want anything. No property, no assets, nothing. The paperwork should be straightforward.”

Daemon’s jaw tightened, a muscle jumping beneath his skin. He stared at me for a long moment, and then

asked quietly, almost carefully, “Are you really in such a hurry to go through with this?”

I stood up, closing the distance between us until we were less than two feet apart, forcing this

confrontation. “What’s there to hesitate about?” My voice came out sharper than I intended. “You couldn’t

fall in love with me, your chosen mate, in five years. Now you’ve found your true mate. Why aren’t you

rushing to be with her?”

He didn’t answer, his blood–red eyes fixed on my face with an intensity that made my skin prickle.

I pushed harder, my words gaining an edge. “Is it the alliance? Are you worried about losing the connection

between Frost Pack and Wildfire Pack?” I laughed, the sound bitter. “Don’t be. You’ve built your pack into

something powerful enough that you don’t need us anymore. Or is it something else?”

I paused, my heart hammering against my ribs, and then I said the thing I’d been wondering about for

weeks. “Unless…” I took a breath, holding his gaze. “Unless you’ve actually developed feelings for me?”

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