Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 115

Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me

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I set down the teacup carefully. “I’m fine. Just surprised.”

“Oh yes!” Ruby’s face brightened. “Ryan’s wonderful. Works at a law firm, very stable. Mason and I couldn’t

be happier.”

Ryan. Not Daemon. Ryan.

Before I could process this, I heard footsteps outside. The door opened and Celeste walked in with a man-

tall, dressed in business casual, pleasant face. He greeted her parents warmly, holding up a box of pastries.

“Mom, Dad, this is Ryan Torres,” Celeste said.

Ryan shook Mason’s hand before turning to me. “Luna?”

“Violet. Pleasure to meet you.”

Mason began interrogating Ryan about his job and family while Ryan answered with patient

professionalism. Throughout it all, Celeste sat beside Ryan, her hand on his arm, expression carefully

arranged.

After a few minutes, Celeste stood. “Violet, can I talk to you for a second? Privately?”

I followed her to her bedroom. She closed the door and the shy girlfriend act evaporated.

“I know what you’re thinking,” she said quietly.

I waited.

‘I did have feelings for Daemon. But I don’t want to destroy someone else’s bond. So I’m choosing Ryan. He’s

stable. My parents like him.” She paused. “It’s the right thing to do.”

“Does Daemon know?”

“I told him yesterday. He told me to think carefully about my choice. But it doesn’t matter. I can’t wait for

someone who belongs to someone else.”

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“You really think he’ll just let you go?” I asked softly.

She turned to the window. “That’s his choice to make. Not mine.”

“Be careful,” I said. “You might get exactly what you’re asking for.”

We returned to find Mason and Ryan still talking. Ruby emerged from the kitchen with a brown paper bag.

“Violet! Here’s the medicine. You take it twice a day, and she says if you’re consistent for three months

you’ll see results.”

Behind her, Celeste froze. “Medicine? What kind?”

Ruby turned to her. “Fertility medicine! To help Violet and Daemon have a baby.”

I watched Celeste’s face cycle through emotions–shock, betrayal, anger.

I smiled at Ruby. “Thank you so much. Daemon and I have wanted children for so long. With this medicine,

maybe we’ll finally succeed.”

I looked directly at Celeste. She managed to maintain composure, barely. “That’s… wonderful. I hope it

works for you.”

I made my excuses and headed out. The cold air hit me as I stepped into the parking lot. I was halfway to

my car when I heard screeching tires. A black SUV slammed to a stop in front of me, blocking my path.

Daemon emerged.

“You went to her house?” His voice was low and deadly.

I kept my voice steady. “Ruby invited me to pick up medicine.”

“What did you say to her?”

“Very little. But if you’re concerned, you should know that Celeste is upstairs right now with her boyfriend.

She brought him home to meet her parents today.”

The words hit him hard. His expression shattered. Without warning, he turned toward the building.

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My hand shot out, catching his arm. “Stop and think about what you’re doing.”

He rounded on me.

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If you go up there,” I continued urgently, “this stops being private. It becomes a family issue. A pack issue.

Mason and Ruby will know. Everyone will know. Is that what you want?”

His jaw worked as he fought with himself.

“If you’ve decided you want to be with her,” I pressed on, “then do the right thing first. Let me go. Do the

Rejection Ceremony. Then pursue her with a clear conscience.”

We stared at each other in the cold parking lot. Then I released his arm and walked to my bike. I didn’t look

back as I drove away.

The drive back to Blackwood Manor felt endless. I moved mechanically. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t focus except

on my silent phone.

I retreated to the study and opened the Rejection Ceremony agreement template. I began making

modifications–striking property division, keeping the clause about dissolving the Alpha’s mark. At the

bottom, I typed: “If Daemon Blackwood refuses to participate, the applicant will immediately petition the

Elder Council for forced dissolution.”

The hours crawled past. Ten became eleven, then midnight. Still no word from Daemon. I kept telling myself

I didn’t care, but my body betrayed me, tensed in anticipation of footsteps.

At half past midnight, my phone lit up. But it was Zane.

“Hi Violet. The holidays are coming up, and I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner?”

“Sure,” I typed back. “Tomorrow works.”

His response came instantly. “Perfect! I made reservations at River’s Edge for lunch. And then we could go

hiking at Crescent Falls Park–the ice formations are supposed to be incredible!”

I sent back “Sounds good” and set my phone down.

But I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, the house silent around me. Despite everything, I couldn’t stop

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checking my phone, couldn’t stop listening for Daemon’s car.

He didn’t come home.

As hours crawled toward dawn, I realized with bitter clarity that I was right back where I’d started–lying

awake waiting for a man who’d chosen to be anywhere but with me, aching with anxiety I thought I’d left

behind.

I didn’t sleep at all. Every small sound made me tense, hoping it was him. But the house remained silent.

By morning, I looked terrible. My eyes were puffy, my skin pale, all the vitality I’d regained over the past

week completely drained.

I forced myself to get ready for lunch with Zane. Makeup and a burgundy sweater dress made me look

presentable enough, at least on the surface.

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