Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Violet’s POV:

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My fingers tightened around the phone. Shadow shifted on the padded arm attached to my jacket, clicking

his beak in response to the tension radiating from my body. “Why are you asking? I haven’t broken any of

our arrangements,” I said, unable to keep the edge from my voice.

Another pause. Heavier this time.

“Who are you with?” he asked again, and something underneath the question made my jaw clench.

“Where are you?” I shot back, standing up from the bench. Shadow mantled his wings, agitated. “And who

are you with, Daemon? Because I’m pretty sure that’s the more relevant question here.”

I expected deflection. Instead, his answer came calm and clear, without a single note of guilt or hesitation.

“I’m with Celeste at a conference in the northern territory. She’s presenting on environmental advocacy. I’m

at the hotel now. Alone.”

The words hit me like a slap. Not because they were shocking, but because of how easily they came out.

I forced air into my lungs. “Then you have no right to question who I’m with.”

“That’s not how this works, Violet.” His voice was still calm, but there was an edge to it now. The Alpha edge

that said he wasn’t asking permission, he was asserting authority.

Something inside me snapped. “Oh, so it’s ‘do as I say, not as I do‘? Is that the rule now?” My voice rose

despite my effort to keep it steady. Shadow launched from my arm with a harsh cry, circling overhead. “You

get to spend nights at a hotel with her, but I can’t help rescue a dog in broad daylight without getting the

third degree?”

Silence. The calculating kind.

“Are you with Zane Carter?” he asked, and my blood went cold.

“How do you-” I started, then stopped. My phone buzzed against my ear. I pulled it away just enough to see

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Evan’s name flash across the screen with a message notification.

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Sorry V. The video you just sent me–Daemon was right next to me when it came through. He saw it. Couldn’t

stop him from watching. Really sorry.

My brain short–circuited. Then I remembered. An hour ago, on the way to the rescue shelter, I’d recorded

Shadow circling overhead while Zane cradled the yellow dog. I’d sent it to Evan, thinking he’d want to see

how well Shadow was adjusting. The video had captured Zane’s soft murmurs to the trembling dog, my own

voice giving instructions, both of us laughing when Shadow swooped low.

And Daemon had seen it. Had watched me laughing with another man.

“So you went through Evan’s messages,” I said, my voice like ice.

“I didn’t go through anything,” Daemon corrected, his tone clipped. “He received a video while I was

standing next to him. I saw your face on the screen.”

“And you couldn’t resist watching.”

“Zane Carter is Celeste’s ex–boyfriend.”

The statement hung in the air like smoke. I felt my lips curl into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “And?

You’re with Celeste right now. You just admitted it without hesitation. So what exactly is the problem here?”

“That’s different,” he said, his voice dropping into a dangerous register. “This is a conference-”

“And mine was rescue work!” I was shouting now. “I sent Evan a video of his hawk because I’m taking care of

it while he’s gone! While you’re apparently playing shadow to your future mate!”

“Don’t-”

“Don’t what? Don’t point out the hypocrisy?” My whole body was shaking. “You get to stand next to her,

travel with her, and you admit it like it’s nothing. But I help rescue a dog with someone I barely know and

you call me up like I’m the one breaking our vows?”

Silence. But this time I felt something through the bond. Anger, yes. But underneath it, something else I

couldn’t parse.

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“We’ll talk about this when I get back,” he said, his voice carefully neutral again.

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“There’s nothing to talk about,” I said, my own voice shaking. “I didn’t do anything wrong, Daemon. I didn’t

sneak around, I didn’t lie. I rescued a dog. That’s it.”

I paused, then added, “Unlike you.”

His breathing changed. Deeper. Harsher.

In the distance, I saw Zane returning with two paper cups steaming in the cold air. He was smiling,

oblivious, calling out, “Violet, hot chocolate or coffee?”

The moment the words left his mouth, I knew Daemon had heard them. Crystal clear. A man’s voice,

friendly and warm, using my name like we were comfortable together.

“Put distance between you and him,” Daemon said, his voice low and sharp as a blade. “Now.”

Then the line went dead.

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