Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Violet’s POV:

I walked out of Wildfire Industrial’s main office building just as my father and Beck emerged. Beck smiled when he saw me, warm and genuine. My father clapped him on the shoulder.

“Vi, why don’t you give Beck a ride back? You should stay at Sienna’s place for a few days too. No point

sitting around alone.”

I froze. “I thought I was going to Aunt Sophia’s with you and Mom?”

“You’ll have plenty time with your aunt after you get to Silver Ridge,” Marcus said. “Your mother and I can

handle this visit. Besides, Sienna’s been asking about you.”

I swallowed my objections and nodded.

My mother appeared with an insulated bag. “I packed some pastries for the drive. You girls should catch up.”

She turned to Beck with a warm smile. “Beck, Vi can be stubborn sometimes. Please be patient with her.”

“Eleanor, you don’t need to worry,” Beck said gently.

My parents got in their car and drove off quickly. Too quickly. Beck and I stood in the parking lot, the

silence awkward between us.

Beck glanced at my motorcycle. “I drove here. If you’d rather not give me a ride, I understand. You can go

wherever you need to go.”

Before I could answer, tires screeched. I turned as Daemon’s black Range Rover came tearing around the

corner, skidding to a stop ten meters away.

My heart slammed against my ribs. Ember growled a warning inside me. I stepped forward without thinking,

putting myself between Beck and the SUV.

Daemon’s door flew open. He got out looking furious. His eyes were more blood red than I’d ever seen. His

Alpha pheromones hit us like a physical force.

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Behind me, Beck took a step back. His wolf responded to the challenge. A low growl escaped his throat.

I forced myself to breathe steadily. “Daemon. What are you doing here?”

His eyes locked on mine. “Get away from him.”

“Violet has the right to make her own choices,” Beck said, his voice rough with effort.

“Choices?” Daemon laughed harshly. “Is that what we’re calling this?”

He stepped forward. Beck moved to match him. They were both seconds from fighting.

“Stop.” I raised my voice. “Both of you, stop this right now.”

Daemon’s attention swung to me. The fury in his face made my stomach drop. “You think you can parade

around with him? Make me look like a fool?”

“I’m not doing anything to you,” I shot back. “This isn’t about you, Daemon.”

“Everything you do is about me. You’re my Luna. Have you forgotten that?”

Beck moved forward. I threw my arm out to stop him. “Don’t. This isn’t worth it.”

“Listen to her,” Daemon said quietly. “At least she has some sense left.”

“What gives you any right to tell me what to do?” My voice rose. “You gave up that right when you chose

Celeste.”

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Daemon closed the distance in three strides. I held my ground even though Ember was screaming at me.

“You want to question my rights?” he said low. “Let me remind you what connects us.”

He reached for me. I tried to twist away but his hand caught my wrist. He pulled hard. I lost my balance on

the uneven pavement. My ankle rolled as I fell.

Pain shot through my right ankle when I hit the ground. I couldn’t breathe for a second. Beck shouted

something. Daemon was already there, scooping me up roughly.

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“Don’t touch her,” Daemon told Beck. “Don’t even think about it.”

He adjusted his grip. I tried to push away but my ankle throbbed with every movement.

“Put me down,” I said. My voice shook. “Daemon, let me go.”

He ignored me completely. His eyes stayed on Beck. “The Mate bond between us still exists. She’s still my

Luna. Stay away from her.”

Beck’s expression went through shock, anger, and something like pity. “If that’s what Violet wants, she can

tell me herself.”

“What I want,” I said through my teeth, “is for both of you to stop acting like I’m a prize.”

Daemon finally looked down at me. Something flickered across his face before the anger came back. He

turned and carried me to his Range Rover.

He put me in the passenger seat. My jacket was soaked from the puddle I’d fallen in. I was shivering in the

heated car.

Daemon took off his coat. He was left in just his black shirt and vest. He draped the coat over my shoulders

before I could protest.

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