Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 126

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I stared at the message. What could Victoria possibly tell me that would change anything?

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But I knew I was going to go. Some part of me still needed to understand why Daemon had hated me from

the very beginning.

I looked up from my phone to find Daemon still standing there in my apartment doorway, watching me with

that unreadable expression he’d worn since arriving.

“Fine,” I said quietly, slipping my phone into my pocket. “Let me get my coat.”

The drive to Frost Pack territory was tense and mostly silent. The predicted snow had started falling, heavy

flakes that made the roads treacherous and turned the two–hour drive into something much longer.

“Are you cold?” Daemon asked. “I can turn up the heat.”

“I’m fine.”

More silence, broken only by tires on snow and windshield wipers.

By the time we reached the Blackwood estate, we were nearly two hours late, the snow still falling in thick

curtains.

Victoria opened the door, relief flooding her face. “Thank god you’re safe. Come in, both of you must be

frozen.”

She positioned herself between Daemon and me like a buffer. Dominic appeared from the dining room, his

expression stern. “You’re late.”

“The roads were bad,” Daemon said.

Dominic’s grunt was followed by a softer look at me. “Violet, come sit down. Victoria kept dinner warm.”

Victoria immediately began loading my plate, her hands moving with nervous energy as she served me

generous portions of everything. Daemon took his seat across from me, but when he reached for the serving

spoon, Victoria’s hand shot out and grasped his wrist.

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“Go upstairs,” she said quietly, but there was steel beneath the gentleness. “Your father needs you in his

study.”

Daemon’s jaw tightened. “Mother-”

“Now, Daemon.” Victoria’s eyes flashed with an authority.

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For a moment, father and son stared at each other across the table, some wordless communication passing

between them. Then Daemon pushed back his chair and followed his father upstairs, their footsteps fading

into the upper floor, leaving Victoria and me alone in the suddenly too–quiet room.

Victoria sat down beside me, and I noticed her hands were trembling as she set down the serving spoon.

“Eat just a bit more first,” she said gently, though her voice was thick with emotion.

I forced down a few more bites while Victoria sat beside me in silence, her presence both comforting and

deeply unsettling. Finally, when I couldn’t manage another mouthful, she reached into her cardigan pocket

and pulled out an old leather envelope, worn soft with age and repeated handling.

My heart began to pound as she set it on the table between us.

“Before I show you what’s in here,” Victoria said quietly, her eyes meeting mine with an intensity that made

me want to look away, “I need you to understand that what we did five years ago was wrong. We thought we

were doing the right thing for the pack, for the alliance, for both families‘ futures. But we hurt people in

ways we can never fully repair.”

She opened the envelope and pulled out seven photographs, laying them on the table in front of me.

“Do you recognize anyone in these?” she asked quietly.

I reached for the first photo with trembling fingers. A young woman with honey–blonde hair and bright blue

eyes stared back at me, laughing with pure joy. She was with Daemon, both of them younger, and the way

he looked at her made something inside me crack because I had never seen him look at me with even a

fraction of that warmth.

The next photos showed them at the beach at sunset, on a ferris wheel, on a road trip, by a campfire under

stars. In every image, Daemon’s expression held a tenderness I’d never witnessed.

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Then the photos changed. The final photo showed a body pulled from water, pale and lifeless, wet hair

plastered to her skull, lips blue with death.

‘Her name was Aurora Nightshade,” Victoria said, her voice breaking. “And she was Daemon’s true mate.”

The words stole the air from my lungs. I stared at this girl who looked so much like Celeste, and suddenly

everything clicked into place.

“When did they meet?” I asked hoarsely.

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“During your graduation trip. That summer before the mate bond ceremony. Daemon met Aurora, and they

fell in love immediately.”

“She came from a small, struggling pack,” Victoria continued. “Her father was a rogue who’d only recently

been accepted, and her family had no status. When Daemon’s grandfather found out, he was furious. He’d

already promised your family that Daemon would mate with you.”

“So you forced him to choose.”

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