Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 168

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“Rights?” The word came out sharp, bitter. “What rights does he have? He rejected me. He married me for a

political alliance, then spent years chasing after someone else. Now he’s helping his precious Celeste build a

new life while I’m supposed to what, trap him with a baby? No.” My voice rose. “I don’t need him using this

child to tie me to him again. I’ll raise this baby on my own. I have my family, I have my job, and I have my

dignity. That’s enough.”

“Please, Beck.” I grabbed his hand, holding it tight. “Please help me keep this secret. I can’t tell anyone yet,

not even Sienna. If Daemon finds out before I’m ready to handle it, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

Beck looked at me for a long moment, conflict clear in his expression. Then he pulled his hand free and

stood abruptly, his shoulders rigid. When he turned back, his face was set with determination.

“I can’t do this.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. “Beck-”

“No.” He was already heading for the door. “That man just assaulted you in a stairwell. He’s been playing

games with you and that Morrison girl for months. This changes everything. He deserves to know.”

But he was already gone, the door slamming shut behind him. I sat there alone, one hand unconsciously

moving to rest on my abdomen. The panic rose in my chest, sharp and suffocating. Beck was going to tell

Daemon. Right now.

I forced myself to move, stumbling to the window. When I looked down, I could see the parking area

illuminated by streetlights. Daemon’s black SUV was still there. He stood beside it, a cigarette in his hand,

smoke curling up into the night air.

And then Beck appeared in my line of sight, moving toward Daemon with clear purpose.

No. No, no, no.

I grabbed my keys and ran for the door. The elevator was still broken, so I took the stairs as fast as I dared.

By the time I reached the ground floor, I was gasping for breath.

I burst through the building’s entrance just as Beck’s fist swung at Daemon again. This time Daemon was

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ready. He dodged easily, then retaliated with a kick that caught Beck in the stomach.

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“The first hit was free because I deserved it,” Daemon said. “But that doesn’t mean you get to keep trying.”

Beck recovered quickly, launching himself at Daemon with renewed fury. They grappled, both throwing

punches. Beck was shouting, his words distorted by emotion, but I caught fragments that made my blood

run cold.

“You have no right to hurt her! She loved you for ten years! Do you have any idea what she gave up for

you?”

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Daemon managed to pin Beck against the SUV. “She would never go with you. Not before, and not now.”

“I regret not trying to stop that ceremony!” Beck shoved back, breaking free. “At least she wouldn’t have

wasted ten years on trash like you!”

They were still fighting when I reached them. I wanted to run over and pull them apart, but the thought of

my baby, of what could happen if I got caught in the middle of two fighting Alphas, froze me in place.

“Beck!” My voice came out as a scream, high and terrified. “Stop it! Please!”

They both froze, turning to look at me. Daemon’s eyes were wild, his face bruised and bleeding. Beck looked

no better, his lip split and one eye already starting to swell.

I forced myself forward, circling around to grab Beck from behind. My arms wrapped around his waist, and I

pulled with all my strength, trying to drag him away from Daemon. Beck resisted for a moment, then

allowed me to move him backward.

“I don’t love him anymore!” The words tore from my throat, raw and desperate. “Do you hear me, Beck? I

don’t love Daemon Blackwood anymore!”

The silence that followed was absolute. Daemon stood completely still, his blood–red eyes fixed on me with

an intensity that should have burned.

I held Daemon’s gaze, forcing myself to say it again. “I. Don’t. Love. You. Anymore.”

Something flickered across Daemon’s face, too quick for me to identify. Pain, maybe, or regret. But it was

gone in an instant, replaced by a mask of cold indifference. He straightened his jacket with deliberate care.

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“Good,” he said finally, his voice flat and emotionless. “That makes things easier.”

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