Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Violet’s POV:

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I sent a quick text to my parents as soon as we settled into the Walsh family living room. “Safe at Sienna’s.

Don’t worry.” My mother’s reply came within seconds, three heart emojis that made my chest tighten.

Sienna had already turned on some reality cooking show, the hosts screaming at each other over a collapsed

cake. I sank onto the couch beside her, propping my injured ankle on the coffee table. The throbbing had

settled into a dull, persistent ache that matched the exhaustion pulling at my bones.

“So,” Sienna said, muting the TV. “What’s really going on? Because I know there’s more than just the parking

lot drama.”

I kept my eyes on the screen, watching contestants scramble around a kitchen in silence. “Daemon

transferred fifty thousand dollars to Celeste.”

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“What?” Sienna’s voice shot up an octave.

“And today he personally helped her deal with her family situation.”

Sienna’s face went through several emotions before landing on fury. “He’s openly playing both sides! Vi, you

can’t keep letting him treat you like this. Stop being soft on a man who doesn’t even respect you!”

“I’m not being soft anymore.” The words came out flat, certain. “I already told you. End of the month, I’m

going to Silver Ridge. Three months after that, I’ll file for forced dissolution again.”

“Good.” She grabbed my hand and squeezed hard. “Get out. Don’t waste another second on someone who

treats you like you’re disposable.”

I wanted to feel as confident as I sounded, but that damn bond was still there under my ribs, a persistent

ache that flared whenever I thought about Daemon with Celeste. Five years of connection didn’t dissolve

just because I wanted it to.

Sienna seemed to sense I needed a subject change. She grabbed the remote and started flipping channels,

keeping up a running commentary that required no response from me. We settled into an easy rhythm, and

for maybe twenty minutes I actually felt some of the tension in my shoulders start to ease.

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Around six thirty, I realized my ankle was throbbing worse than before. The swelling hadn’t gone down at

all. I picked up my phone and scrolled to Evan’s number, hesitating only a moment before calling.

“Violet?” He sounded surprised when he answered. “Everything okay?”

“My ankle’s pretty swollen. I know you said to give it a few days, but I was wondering if you could take a

look at it tomorrow.”

“How swollen are we talking?”

I glanced down at my propped–up foot. “Bad enough that I’m worried about it.”

There was a pause, then his voice shifted into professional mode. “I have appointments starting at nine

tomorrow, but I can fit you in at ten thirty. Can you make it to the clinic?”

“Yeah, I can get there.”

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“Good. Keep it elevated tonight, ice if you have any. I’ll do a proper examination tomorrow.” Another pause.

“I saw Sienna’s Instagram post. You’re at the Walsh house?”

The question felt pointed somehow. “Yeah.”

“Is Daemon not home?”

I kept my voice neutral even as something tightened in my chest. “He can’t be in two places at once.”

I heard Evan take a slow breath. “Just take care of yourself, Violet. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

After I hung up, Sienna glanced over at me. “All set?”

“Yeah. Tomorrow morning.” I shifted my ankle on the cushion, wincing at the fresh spike of pain. “Hopefully

it’s nothing serious.”

An hour later, Beck called us to dinner.

The dining room table was loaded with dishes. Steak, roasted vegetables, mushroom soup, fresh bread, and

chocolate mousse for dessert. Beck had gone all out.

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“This is too much,” I said as he pulled out a chair for me.

“It’s really not.” He smiled warmly. “I wanted to make sure there were options.”

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Beck kept my water glass filled and made sure I had enough of everything without hovering. He asked about

Silver Ridge, seemed genuinely interested in my plans. Sienna kept the conversation light with sibling

banter that made me smile despite everything.

“This is amazing, Beck,” I said after my first bite of steak. “Thank you.”

His smile widened. “I’m glad you like it.”

After we finished eating, Sienna dragged me back to the living room while Beck cleaned up. She pulled out

her phone, scrolling through Instagram with a mischievous expression.

“Oh, look at this,” she said, stopping on a photo.

I leaned over to look and felt my stomach drop. It was from earlier today, a candid shot of Beck and me. The

angle made it look intimate, and the caption read: “Someone’s giving off major crush vibes!

“Sienna!” I grabbed for the phone. “Take that down!”

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