My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 Old Demons Surface

Elena’s POV

The silence in the room felt suffocating as everyone stared at me with expressions ranging from shock to disbelief. My proposal to use myself as bait clearly wasn’t what they expected to hear, but I wasn’t about to back down. Not when there were children at risk. Not when I could do something to protect them.

"Elena. You have two children to think about." Damien’s voice cut through the quiet, each word heavy with concern.

I met his gaze steadily, refusing to let doubt creep into my voice. "And you and all of the warriors will be there to capture these things before they get to me. I won’t be in any danger."

"There’s always danger in these situations." Damien stepped closer, his jaw tight with tension.

Before I could respond, Julian spoke up from across the room. "We’ll help."

Tessa’s voice immediately followed, dripping with reluctance. "Do we have to?"

Damien’s head snapped toward her, his eyes flashing with irritation. "What’s wrong? Running away again?" The bite in his tone made her shrink back, effectively shutting her up.

I placed my hand on Damien’s arm, trying to ease some of the tension radiating from him. "Damien, I will be fine. I will be safe. It’s fine. I’m not scared."

Dante’s gruff voice cut through my reassurance. "You should be."

Something inside me bristled at the implication that I was being naive or reckless. "I don’t believe that they want me dead."

Tessa’s skeptical voice piped up again. "What is so special about you?"

A small smile tugged at my lips as I glanced meaningfully at Damien. "Oh, I can think of a few things."

The weight of the day seemed to suddenly crash down on all of us. Damien ran a hand through his hair, exhaustion evident in his movements. "Alright. It’s been a long day and a long night before that. I think we should just get some rest and talk about this again tomorrow."

I nodded, but my resolve hadn’t wavered even slightly. "Alright. We can sleep on it. But I’m not going to change my mind."

"I don’t expect you to. But I might have a chance to get a few of my warriors here before you go off and do something stupid." The protective edge in Damien’s voice made my heart clench.

Marcus bristled beside us. "My warriors will do just fine."

Damien turned toward him, and I could practically feel the growl building in his chest. "No offence, but after the abuse that Elena suffered in this pack. I think I trust my warriors more than I trust you and yours."

The accusation hung in the air like a physical blow. Marcus’s face flushed, but he had no comeback. How could he? We all knew what had happened to me here. What his pack had allowed to happen.

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