Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Violet’s POV:

I had barely stepped out of the Uber when my phone buzzed with a text from Lily: Confirmed-Celeste is returning to Lupir a Sovereign University the day after tomorrow. That girl really is unkillable. Gotta admire the resilience!

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The entrance to Wild Oak stood before me, all reclaimed wood and Edison bulbs designed to project rustic charm. I pushed through the heavy door and made my way toward the private room Iris had reserved. But when I slid open the partition, I stopped short The table wasn’t set for two or even three-it was packed with at least a dozen people crowded around dishes, the air thick with

conversation.

I recognized Daemon immediately, his dark head bent toward something Felix was saying, and beside him sat Lucian and a very pregnant Sienna. There were several other faces I didn’t know.

“Violet?!” Sienna was on her feet before I could process what was happening, waddling toward me with surprising speed for someone in her third trimester. She caught my elbow and steered me back into the hallway, sliding the door shut behind us with a soft click. “What are you doing here? I knew Daemon would be at this dinner-that’s exactly why I didn’t invite you!”

“Iris invited me,” I said, my voice flat with confusion and the first stirrings of irritation. “Is this her party?”

“Hell no!” Sienna’s expression twisted into something between disbelief and disgust. “Daemon invited her to dinner. She brought a few friends, he brought Lucian and Felix, and Lucian dragged me along.” She shook her head, lowering her voice to something conspiratorial and sharp. “That girl has a thing for Daemon, I can tell just by looking at her. Why would she invite you if she’s trying to make a move? Is she deliberately stirring up drama?”

Before I could answer, the door slid open again and Iris herself emerged. “Violet, I’m so sorry. I really didn’t want to put you in this position, but Daemon specifically said I should work on building a relationship with my father’s friend’s daughter. He suggested I invite you to dinner tonight.” She paused. “Do you think he’s trying to… you know… rekindle things?”

“Don’t you dare talk nonsense!” Sienna snapped, her protective instincts flaring instantly.

But Iris had already pivoted, her attention shifting to Sienna. “You’re Sienna, right? Without waiting for confirmation, she leaned in with sudden enthusiasm. “What shade is that lipstick? It looks amazing on you.”

Sienna’s indignation evaporated like steam, replaced by the eager animation she always brought to discussions of cosmetics. Oh, it’s the Fenty Icon Velvet Liquid Lipstick in ‘The MVP,’ totally pregnancy-safe because its formulated without parabens or…”

When the lipstick discussion finally wound down, Iris circled back to the original topic with the persistence of someone who genuinely couldn’t let things go. “Anyway, about Daemon-I overheard Celeste calling him earlier. She’s definitely planning to show up here tonight, even though she’s supposed to still be in the hospital. How does someone with a supposedly critical heart condition have that much energy to run around everywhere?”

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Chapter 218

Her life force is abnormally strong, I said, my tone dry enough to cut glass. “You two should go back inside. Im not staying for this

dinner.

Sienna nodded immediately. “Yeah, you’re better off avoiding this whole mess.”

“Absolutely, Iris agreed with surprising firmness. “I wouldn’t want to watch Daemon have dinner with his ex either.

I lifted my hand in a brief wave as Sienna disappeared back into the private room with Iris, then turned toward the elevator bank.

The elevator descended with mechanical indifference, and I stepped into the lobby just as the restaurant’s main entrance swung open to admit two new arrivals. Celeste Morrison entered first, moving slowly but without the wheelchair this time, her delicate hand wrapped around Linda’s arm for support.

The moment she spotted me, she stopped, her baby-blue gaze locking onto mine.

“Daemon is still waiting for us,” Linda said, her voice pitched just loud enough to ensure I heard.

I didn’t acknowledge them, didn’t break stride as I moved toward the exit.

“Miss Goldcrest!” Celeste’s voice rang out across the lobby.

I stopped, not because I wanted to but because years of social conditioning made ignoring a direct address feel impossibly rude. I turned slowly as Celeste pulled free from Linda’s grip and took several unsteady steps toward me.

“There’s something I need to talk to you about,” she said, her words emerging soft and earnest, her eyes wide with an emotion I couldn’t quite name. “Please. Just for a moment.”

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