Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 190

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I stepped aside wordlessly, watching her cross into my space with small, hesitant steps. We settled in my

living room–her perched on the edge of my armchair, me on the couch with careful distance maintained

between us–and the silence stretched taut as wire.

Finally, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “I need to ask you something, and I need you to be

honest with me.” Her fingers twisted together in her lap, knuckles whitening. “Can you please… stay away

from Daemon? I can feel that he still has feelings for you that he shouldn’t have, and it’s–it’s confusing

everything between us.”

A laugh escaped me before I could stop it, sharp and bitter. “That’s rich, coming from the woman who deliberately inserted herself between us in the first place. When you were actively destroying my marriage, I

never once confronted you with demands like this.”

“But I didn’t- Color flooded her cheeks. “I wasn’t trying to destroy anything! I only got involved after you

and Daemon were already refusing each other, after your relationship was already broken!”

“Daemon told me explicitly that you two aren’t together,” I said, letting each word land with precision. “So

what exactly gives you the right to make territorial claims? And while we’re being honest-” I leaned forward

slightly, “-let’s address the fact that you contacted him first, didn’t you? That day when you and I were in

the car together, planning to meet Zane. You were the one who reached out to Daemon and asked why he’d

requested your information.”

All the blood drained from Celeste’s face in an instant, her skin going paper–white. “Did Zane tell you that?”

The question came out strangled, accusatory. “That bastard promised me he’d never—”

I held up a hand, cutting her off. “Nobody told me anything. I figured it out myself.”

“You went through Daemon’s phone,” she accused, but the conviction had drained from her voice, replaced

by something closer to panic.

I didn’t confirm or deny it, simply stood and moved toward the door in clear dismissal. “You should be

grateful I was willing to dissolve my bond with Daemon in the first place, Celeste. And you should be very,

very careful about pushing me any further, because I have information that–if it reached Daemon’s

attention–would make him drop you immediately and permanently.”

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The threat hung between us, deliberately vague but weighted with enough certainty to make her flinch. She

scrambled to her feet, eyes wide and slightly wild, backing toward the door as if I might physically attack

her.

“This isn’t–I never meant- she stammered, then seemed to collect herself with visible effort. “You’re

misunderstanding everything.”

“Am I?” I opened the door, one hand on the knob. “Then answer me this: why did you deliberately seek out

both Daemon and me? What was your endgame?”

For just a moment, something flickered across her face–something calculating and cold that didn’t match

her carefully cultivated image of wounded innocence. Then it was gone, replaced by trembling sincerity.

“I didn’t seek you out,” she said, meeting my eyes with an earnestness that would have convinced me in

another lifetime. “When I discovered that Daemon had asked someone for my contact information, I was

just curious about why. That’s all. I swear.”

She brushed past me into the hallway, then turned back one last time. “I never meant to hurt you, Violet. I

hope someday you’ll believe that.”

The door closed between us with a soft click. I didn’t believe her–not for a second.

Maybe Zane knew something.

I pulled out my phone and navigated to his contact, my finger hovering over his name. But then I saw it-

his profile picture had changed. It was a photo of me, taken from behind during our waterfall trip, sunlight

catching in my hair. My stomach twisted with guilt.

I’d blocked him without explanation, used him as a pawn in my schemes, and now I was considering

unblocking him only because I needed information. The pattern was too familiar, too ugly. I couldn’t keep

treating people like tools to be picked up and discarded at my convenience.

I should find another way to get answers. My finger moved toward the block button again.

Before I could tap it, my phone lit up with an incoming message.

Zane: “Violet, you finally unblocked me?! Evan told me you’re in Silver Ridge. Can we video chat? I really

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