My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Military Forces Close In

Elena’s POV

Marcus stood frozen between Damien and me, his mind clearly struggling to process what had just unfolded before him. The confusion written across his features made it obvious that accepting this reality was proving difficult for him.

"Damien. The military forces are closing in on our territories. Retract your fangs." I commanded firmly.

Damien’s intense gaze swept over me, conducting a thorough assessment to ensure I remained unharmed. Only after confirming my safety did his canines disappear back into his gums. He stepped away from the vehicle with deliberate movements.

The car door slammed with enough force to echo through the quiet street. Damien strode past Marcus without acknowledgment, climbing the steps to reach me on the covered porch.

"Are you injured in any way?" His voice carried genuine concern.

"No. He caused me no harm." I provided the reassurance he sought.

"I deployed surveillance teams to monitor your territory and the educational institution near your pack lands." Marcus called out from his position beside the vehicle below us.

"Ah, those reconnaissance operatives. They provided quite entertaining sport. Particularly when I had to evade them between classes." Amusement colored my tone.

"She developed impressive evasion skills as time progressed." Damien added with obvious pride.

"You attended that institution?" Marcus’s question held surprise.

"You were aware of my educational aspirations. This arrangement allowed me to pursue them without your constant supervision." I directed my response toward Marcus.

"And the two of you have formed a partnership?" Marcus pressed.

"She belongs to me as my destined mate and serves as Luna to my pack. My wolves have embraced her completely and hold her in high regard. You possess no authority in this matter. Any attempt to detain her here would result in council intervention. I believe forcibly separating mates carries a death sentence." Damien’s declaration carried unmistakable menace.

"The situation remains complicated. His marital status, remember." I reminded him.

"Indeed. How are those domestic arrangements progressing?" Damien inquired, though his expression remained hostile toward Marcus.

I finished the last of my cigarette and moved toward the entrance. Damien followed closely while Marcus trailed behind as we entered the main living area. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

A prominent wedding photograph dominated the space above the fireplace, showcasing Viviana in an elaborate gown that defied good taste. The dress combined white and pink in a gaudy display, overloaded with excessive embellishments and unnecessary decorative elements.

Her makeup appeared so heavily applied it resembled a mask, while her artificial nails extended to such impractical lengths that basic tasks would have proven impossible. Someone would have needed to assist her with cutting food during meals.

My attention shifted to Marcus in the photograph, noting his complete absence of joy or satisfaction. A brief moment of sympathy touched me, though it dissipated rapidly when the distinctive sound of stiletto heels against marble flooring announced an approaching presence.

"Wonderful." I muttered with resignation as I turned to face the entrance.

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