Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210

“I’m here,’ I said flatly.

“Vi. Her baby-blue eyes found mine, wide and glassy. I’m so sorry. I’ve wanted to make things right betweeftus for so long, to clear ap all these misunderstandings and go back to being friends. When I was in that emergency room, thinking! might die, the only person I felt I’d truly woonged was YOR!. There’s been so much confusion between us, so many thing taken the wrong way….

She had to pause for breath, her chest rising and falling with visible effort, one delicate hand pressed against her sternum as if even speaking caused her physical pain. Felix shifted closer, his expression murderous every time he glanced in my direction.

What they didn’t know-what none of them could see-was that this delicate victim had murdered my daughter, had stood over my hospital bed and gloated about it before pushing me off and watching me bleed. They were still trapped in the narrative she’d so carefully constructed, still downing in the fiction of her innocence while I stood on the shore with the truth.

“What misunderstandings?” I asked, my voice deceptively mild. “Why don’t you remind me which ones you mean?”

Celeste’s eyes widened, genuine fear flickering across her features for just a moment before she caught herself. ‘We… I mean…!

“Are you talking about the time you received a call from a telemarketer during lunch with Zane and me?” I kept my tone conversational, almost friendly.

ticking items off on my fingers. “Or maybe you mean when I was kidnapped and you claimed you didn’t hear me screaming for help? Oh, or perhaps you re

referring to the day you visited me in the hospital and I lost my baby?”

Her face had gone the color of old bone, paler even than the hospital sheets, and her eyes were darting between me and Daemon like a cornered animal looking for an escape route. Her breathing had picked up, monitors showing the spike in her heart rate.

“Just say what you need to say directly,” Felix snapped, stepping between us like a physical barrier. “Stop playing games with her. Can’t you see she’s sick?”

But it was Daemon’s voice that made me pause, low and dangerous. “What are all these events you’re talking about? Explain. Now.”

“They’re all my fault!” Celeste’s voice came out in a rush, desperate and slightly shrill, her words tumbling over each other in her haste to speak before I could. “Daemon, that first time you called, I was with Vi and Zane at lunch, but I was afraid Zane would get the wrong idea, so I said it was a telemarketer. Vi must have thought I was lying to her. When she was kidnapped, I swear I didn’t hear her calling for help-I really didn’t! She thinks I ignored her on purpose, but I would never… And your baby…”

Her voice cracked, and actual tears began streaming down her face, her small frame shaking with what looked like genuine anguish. “I never should have visited her that day. I know my presence upset her, made her emotional, but I didn’t think… I never imagined something so terrible would happen. I would rather die myself than have your child hurt because of me!”

It was a masterful performance, delivered with exactly the right combination of guilt and innocence, self-blame tempered with enough exculpatory detail to maintain her victim status. To anyone who didn’t know better, she looked like a young woman so consumed with remorse that it was literally killing her. desperately trying to explain away accusations that had been twisted by grief and misunderstanding.

To me, she looked like a liar who’d practiced this speech in front of a mirror.

“She didn’t mean any of it.” Daemon said, his blood-red eyes fixing on me with cold finality. ‘Let it go, Violet. All of it. We’re moving past this.”

“Am I? Because I don’t think I can.”

i heard myself laugh, sharp and humorless. “Daemon, we were supposed to have nothing to do with each other after severing the bond. Your relationships, your drama with Celeste, your whole complicated emotional mess-none of it should have anything to do with me anymore. So why do you all keep dragging

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Chapter 210

me bark into it?”

The silence that followed felt suffocating. Deemon’s expression had gone dangerously still, ice-crystallizing over his features.

Celeste stirred in the bed, her voice barely above a whisper. “Vi, I didn’t mean to keep involving you in anything. It’s just… Daemon still has feelings for you. He wants to reconcile, to fix what went wrong between you two. What he feels for me is just pity, nothing more

I watched something flicker through Daemon’s blood-red eyes some emotion I couldn’t fame,

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