My Fated Alphas Cruel Game novel Chapter 79

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Elena’s POV

Days stretched by before Julian finally reached out with arrangements for the meeting. The tension in our house had been thick enough to cut with a knife while we waited. When the call came, Damien immediately insisted on accompanying me, and Gage and Ryder refused to be left behind. There was no way they would allow me to walk into vampire territory alone, regardless of the neutral ground agreement.

The drive took us deep into disputed land, where pack boundaries blurred and old treaties held fragile peace. The meeting location was an old farmhouse that looked like it had been abandoned for decades, its weathered boards and sagging roof making it appear more like a haunted relic than a diplomatic venue.

Several cars were already parked in the overgrown driveway when we arrived. Damien stepped out first, positioning himself protectively in front of me before I could even exit the vehicle. His entire body radiated tension, every muscle coiled like he expected an ambush at any moment.

We made our way through the creaking front door and followed the sound of voices toward the back of the house. The kitchen had been transformed into a makeshift conference room, with a massive wooden table surrounded by chairs. The assembled group fell silent the moment we entered, their collective gaze shifting from Damien to me with an intensity that made my skin crawl.

Every vampire in the room seemed to be studying me like I was some rare specimen under a microscope. Their unblinking stares made me want to retreat behind Damien, but I forced myself to stand tall and meet their scrutiny head–on.

“Please, sit,” one of them said, gesturing toward the empty chairs.

Damien claimed a seat and immediately pulled out the chair beside him for me, his movements deliberate and protective. As I settled in, my eyes fell on a blonde girl sitting close to Julian, her scent immediately identifying her as the werewolf who had shattered Damien’s world.

The recognition hit like a physical blow. This was Tessa, the mate who had rejected him for a vampire.

“Elena, allow me to introduce my family,” Julian began, his voice carrying the formal

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tone of someone conducting business. “Malakai, Dante, Silas, Wren, Evie, Petra, Clara, Tessa, and Felix.”

Each name felt like a weight settling on my shoulders, but when he said Tessa’s name, I felt Damien’s entire body go rigid beside me. She was touching Julian’s arm possessively, and I could practically feel the waves of pain and fury rolling off my companion.

Without thinking, I reached under the table and found Damien’s clenched fist, wrapping my fingers around it. The gesture seemed to surprise him, but gradually his tension eased, some of the fight draining from his posture.

“I believe you already know Damien, Gage, and Ryder,” I said, keeping my voice steady despite the charged atmosphere.

“Surprised you didn’t bring your entire pack as backup,” Tessa said, her tone dripping with mockery as she directed her words at Damien.

“I don’t need an army to handle you,” Damien replied, his voice deadly quiet. “Enough,” I cut in before the situation could escalate further. “We’re not here for a reunion. You claim to have information about me, and I’m tired of Julian’s riddles and half–truths. I want everything laid out clearly.”

Dante leaned forward, apparently impressed by my directness. “You don’t waste time on pleasantries.”

“Time seems to be something I’m running short of lately. The sooner we finish this conversation, the better for everyone involved,” I said.

“How far along are you?” he asked, his gaze dropping to my still–flat stomach.

“A few weeks,” I answered reluctantly.

“Werewolf pregnancies only last about four months, correct?” he pressed. “Approximately,” I confirmed, not liking where this line of questioning was heading. “Then you truly don’t have long to prepare for what’s coming,” he said ominously. “We didn’t come here to discuss Elena’s pregnancy,” Damien interjected sharply. “What’s this nonsense about her being some kind of prophet?”

Dante reached into a leather satchel and withdrew an ancient–looking tome, its leather binding cracked with age. “This is the Book of Prophecies, created centuries

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ago by seers who possessed the gift of foresight. They could see events that wouldn’t unfold for hundreds of years, far beyond their own lifetimes.

I groaned audibly. “Wonderful. Another ancient book.”

“Another book?” Julian asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m already drowning in the history of Marcus’s pack. I discovered that one of my ancestors used to be the Alpha, but that doesn’t change anything. Leadership changes hands constantly in the werewolf world,” I said dismissively.

“That particular pack has only changed hands once since your family line began ruling it,” Dante corrected. “And that was when your grandfather lost control.”

The words hit me like ice water. “What are you talking about?”

“Your paternal grandfather. That’s why your father held the position of head warrior, and that’s exactly why Marcus’s father murdered him in cold blood,” Julian said, his voice cutting through the sudden silence.

“My father died defending his Alpha,” I said firmly, clinging to the story I’d believed my entire life.

“No, he didn’t. That’s simply the lie they fed you to keep you compliant. Your mother knows the real truth, but she couldn’t risk telling you. That’s why she was so opposed to your mating with Marcus,” Julian explained.

The revelation made my head spin. “She never said anything. I delayed telling her about the mating bond because I knew she despised the Alpha family. I thought it was just because of how they treated us after dad’s death.”

“Your mother understands exactly what happened. Marcus’s father executed your father because he feared an attempt to reclaim the pack. He believed that with your father dead and your mother weakened by losing her mate, you would never discover your true heritage. But you’ve proven stronger than any omega should be,” Malakai added.

“Because I carry Alpha blood?” I asked, the pieces clicking into place.

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