Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220

The person Daemon loves is me! The declaration burst from her lips like a drowning woman’s gasp for air, desperate and completely devoid of the strategic thinking she’d shown moments before.

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“Then good luck with that, I said, my voice flat with boredom. “We’ll see if he actually marries you.” I let the words hang there fors beat before delivering the killing blow. “Tell me something, Celeste-do you really not know about Aurora Winters? Or are you just pretending not to know because it’s more convenient that way? Because Linda is her sister and that makes this whole situation deeply fucked up, or because accepting that you’re walking around with a dead girl’s heart in your chest is too uncomfortable to

acknowledge?”

Her eyes went wide with something that looked like genuine panic, her carefully constructed narrative crumbling under the weight, of truths she’d worked so hard to avoid.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Celeste whispered, but the denial was so transparently false that it barely qualified as a le. “I don’t know anyone named Aurora.”

“Oh, don’t panic,” I said, my tone almost gentle now, the cruelty of false comfort. “You should be grateful, actually. Grateful that your parents gave you a face that looks like Aurora’s. Grateful that you happened to receive her heart in that transplant lottery. Because without those two coincidences?” I leaned in slightly, making sure she heard every word. “Daemon wouldn’t have looked at you twice. Linda wouldn’t treat you like her precious little sister. You’d just be another pretty college girl struggling to pay tuition. Understand?”

I didn’t wait for her response.

But she wasn’t done with her performance. Her hand flew to her chest, fingers clutching at the fabric over her heart as her breathing suddenly turned rapid and shallow. She swayed on her feet, her face contorting into an expression of pain.

I took a deliberate step backward as Linda came rushing over with a cry of alarm.

“What did you do to her?!” Linda’s voice was shrill with panic as she wrapped her arms around Celeste’s wavering form.

The restaurant’s main entrance burst open and Daemon materialized. His blood red eyes took in the scene – Celeste collapsed against Linda, me standing several feet away with my arms crossed.

He crossed the distance in three long strides, reaching her just as her knees buckled. She fell into his arms with practiced grace.

“Daemon,” she gasped, her voice thin and thready. Who… who is Aurora…

Jarastatingly effective was the last thing she managed before her eyes rolled back and her body

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I had to admit, it was expertly done.

Daemon’s gaze cut to me, his eyes holding something that might have been disappointment or exhaustion. Then he was moving.

carrying Celeste toward the exit with Linda scrambling after them.

Sienna and the others emerged from the private dining room just as the elevator doors were sliding open, their faces registering various degrees of confusion and concern.

“Where’s Daemon?” Felix asked, looking around.

Iris’s expression had shifted from confusion to something approaching genuine anger, her carefully applied makeup doing nothing to hide the flush creeping up her neck. “He invited me to dinner and then just takes a phone call and disappears? Who does that

That’s incredibly rude!”

I kept my voice neutral, factual. “Celeste collapsed. He took her to the hospital.”

It was Linda who’d called him, I was certain-alerting him that Celeste and I were in the same space, triggering whatever protective instincts he’d developed around his walking memorial to Aurora Winters.

“She collapsed?!” Felix was already moving. “We should go check on them.”

Lucian’s arm tightened around Sienna’s shoulders, his expression settling into something deliberately unconcerned. ‘I’m staying with my wife and kid. Celeste’s problems aren’t my business.”

The shift in his language–from defending her to explicitly distancing himself-didn’t escape Felix’s notice. He paused mid-stride. turning back to study Lucian with an expression that suggested he was rapidly recalculating his understanding of his friend s

loyalties.

Sienna looked immensely satisfied with this response, reaching up to pinch Lucian’s cheek with obvious affection.

“Well, this sucks,” Iris announced to no one in particular, her frustration finally breaking through her polished exterior. She turned

to Sienna and me with an expression of genuine regret. “We should still eat, right? I’ve got friends waiting upstairs

“I’m heading home,” I said.

“Same, Sienna agreed quickly. “Next time, dinner’s on me-I promise it’ll actually happen.

Felix had already vanished into the night, and Iris disappeared back toward the elevator, leaving just me, Sienna, and Lucian standing in the lobby.