My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 Fabricated Truth

Elena’s POV

The tension in my hospital room was suffocating as Damien and Julian faced off like two predators ready to strike. I bounced Caleb gently, trying to soothe his fussing while these two males postured around each other with neither showing any sign of backing down.

"I already told you to get out," Damien said through gritted teeth.

"Elena has the right to understand the danger we’re all facing," Julian shot back.

"You’re not pack. This has nothing to do with you," Damien snarled.

"Werewolves might be their first target, but they have intel on vampires too. We’re next in line for extermination," Julian insisted.

"I don’t care what happens to your kind. Get off my land and stay away from my mate."

The word ’mate’ hung in the air like a bomb had exploded. Julian’s eyes went wide with shock as he stared at me, and even I felt a flutter of surprise at hearing Damien say it so boldly.

Though I suppose I should have expected this moment. He believed I was his second chance mate, and now that Caleb was born and my pregnancy hormones had settled, the bond would be crystal clear to him.

The truth was, I had felt our connection long before giving birth. I just refused to acknowledge it until he experienced it too.

"Is that accurate?" Julian asked, his gaze drilling into mine. I gave a simple nod.

"I’ve been aware since I arrived here. The mate bond was obvious to me. But his wolf couldn’t sense it because of my pregnancy. My altered scent and hormonal changes masked everything," I explained.

"You’ve known this entire time that he was your destined second mate?" Julian pressed.

"Yes," I confirmed. From my peripheral vision, I caught Damien’s confused expression. He was probably wondering why I had never mentioned it.

That conversation could wait for privacy.

"Just examine what I brought you. Please. Lives depend on it," Julian pleaded before storming out of my room.

Damien moved to the chair beside my bed and settled into it with determination.

"I’m not leaving this hospital until you’re discharged," he declared.

"Damien, you’re the Alpha of this pack. Your people need you leading them, not sitting here watching over me," I protested.

"Protecting you is my highest priority now. And we will definitely discuss you hiding our mate bond from me. But right now, this is exactly where I need to be. Ryder can handle pack business," he said firmly.

"Fine," I agreed, knowing argument was pointless.

The hospital released me the next morning, and Damien drove me home where Gage was practically vibrating with excitement. He couldn’t contain himself when it came to holding his new nephew, immediately introducing himself to Caleb as his uncle and refusing to let anyone else have a turn once he got his hands on him.

I rolled my eyes at his possessiveness and sank onto the living room sofa.

"He’s absolutely perfect. And he’s your twin. Lucky little guy," Gage cooed at Caleb.

"I’m grateful he doesn’t resemble his biological father," I said with a grimace.

Damien laughed while Gage remained oblivious, completely absorbed in baby talk.

I retrieved my laptop from the dining table and began pulling up various websites.

"What are you researching?" Damien inquired.

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