Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204

‘Get out,’ I said flatly, not looking

Immediately.”

“Violet, please – Celeste’s voice was thread thin. I just want to say goodbye. Daemon’s arranged everything with Northern Summit Pack. Once they confirm the surgical team, I’ll be transferred there.”

“Congratulations. My tone was absolutely empty, “Now get out of my room.”

‘Riley, Celeste said softly, “could you give us a moment? Please?”

Riley’s eyes narrowed suspiciously but eventually nodded, glaring at me before stepping into the hallway.

The moment we were alone, Celeste’s entire demeanor shifted. The fragile mask slipped away, replaced by something sharp and triumphant. She sat up straighter-not much, but enough to suggest she wasn’t as weak as she’d been performing.

“There,” she said, her voice noticeably stronger. “Much better. Just us girls.”

My hand moved instinctively to

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“I want you to underst

he arranged my su

me.”

1. “What do you want, Celeste?”

e leaned forward slightly, her eyes absolutely cold. “Daemon loves me. You see that now, don’t you? The way eved me immediately when I said you pushed me. He didn’t even hesitate. He trusts me. Because he loves

“Is ther

flat.

don’t get it. Even when you had him, you didn’t know how to keep him.” Her gaze drifted to where my hand rested on my

servation therapy, aren’t you?”

sical blow. Ice flooded my veins. She knew. Somehow she’d found out.

button, but Celeste was faster. She lunged from the wheelchair with shocking speed, slapping the button away and grabbing my wrist.

shoved with surprising force. The world tilted violently. I felt myself sliding off the bed, tried to turn, tried to protect my stomach, but-

drove the air from my lungs, sent white-hot agony exploding through my body. But worse was the immediate cramping thas seized my abdomen. rush of liquid that told me I was bleeding heavily. A sound escaped my throat-something between a scream and a

Celeste said with zero remorse, smoothly lowering herself back into the wheelchair. “I guess your dream of using that baby as leverage is over now

The door burst open. Riley appeared, taking in the scene-me crumpled on the floor in spreading blood, Celeste pale in her wheelchair.

“Oh my God, Celeste!” Riley rushed to the wheelchair. “What happened?”

“I don’t know,” Celeste whispered, pressing her hand to her chest. Violet just felt so suddenly, and I tried to reach the button, but my chest started hurting and I can’t breathe-^

“Oh my God, Celeste!” Rile

They disappear

selchair handles. We need to get you to a doctor right now. Your heart-

as she wheeled Celeste away, leaving me alone on the floor in a

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Chapter 204

spreading pool of blood.

It took what felt like an eternity before a nurse passing by heard my strangled cry and rushed in.

I dreamed of a little girl with amber-gold eyes and dark hair, pigtails bouncing as she ran toward me on chubby legs. Her laugh was bright and pure. She reached for me with small hands: Montmy!

I tried to catch her, but my hands passed through her like smoke.

The dream shattered.

“Vi.” The voice was rough, devastated. Daemon’s voice.

I turned my head mechanically. He sat in the chair beside my bed, looking like hell-dark circles shadowing his blood-red eyes, stubble covering his jaw. There was something raw and broken in his expression.

“The baby,” I said, my voice flat. “Where’s my baby?”

Daemon’s throat worked, his jaw clenching. “Vi, why didn’t you tell me? We severed the bond, yes, but you were pregnant. You were carrying my child and

you kept that from me. How could you not give me the chance to be father? Is this your revenge-*

“WHERE IS MY BABY.” Each word came out sharp and distinct.

He closed his eyes. When he opened them, they were red-rimmed. “You fell.” He drew in a shuddering breath. “She didn’t make it.”

She didn’t make it. My daughter was gone. Dead before she’d taken

breath.

I was moving-ripping the IV from my arm, back, and I shoved him away.

tearing

monito

ads from my chest, fighting the blankets. Daemon reached for me, trying to get me to lie

‘Don’t touch me,” I snarled, “Don’t you fucking dare.”

“Violet, please-”

“Where is Celeste?” I was on my feet, ignoring the spinning room, the blood trickling from my torn IV. “Where is that murdering bitch?

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