Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Betryed 165 Chapter 165 Chapter 165 SAGE Harper and Cooper were settled at the back seat of the car. Their sudden surge of power took a toll on their little bodies. I let them take srest in the car while I tend to Titus. Despite being wounded myself, I still managed to settle everyone while waiting for the help to come.

I was sitting on the ground; Titus head was resting on my thighs. I keep on checking on his pulse to make sure he's still breathing. Every second counts, and with every minute that passes, the chances of Titus getting through this are getting slimmer "Hold on. Titus..." I whispered in his car as I cradled him like a child, refusing to let him go. I was afraid that he would slip my fingers in a blink of an eye.

"Help is coming." I murmured, my voice trembling. "You just have to hold on a little longer, okay? Just a little longer..." But as the seconds ticked by, his breathing grew fainter, his body heavier against mine.

I had never felt so helpless in my entire life.

A few more minutes later, a sound of rotor blades cut through the night, growing louder by the second. A gust of wind whipped through my hair as the helicopter descended, its powerful lights illuminating the bloodied battlefield around us. Relief flooded my chest as I clutched the phone to my ear, hearing Scott's voice on the other end. "We're here. Take care of His Majesty!" he ordered.

I exhaled shakily, my grip on Titus tightening as the doors of the chopper swung open and figures rushed toward us.

"Get into the helicopter, my lady!" Scott said. "The healers will get into you once they settle His Majesty." A group of healers immediately surrounded Titus, their hands glowing with energy as they began their work. I watched as a mage stood over him, murmuring incantations under his breath. A faint golden glow surrounded Titus' body, sealing his worst wounds. His breathing, though still weak, started to steady.

But instead of getting into the helicopter like he ordered, I to my wen, children, who were sitting in the back seat.

I gently woke them up. Even though I wanted to carry them both so they could continue to recover their strength, my body is still in pain from the wound I got from the battle.

They slowly rubbed their eyes and looked around to see what's happening. But despite their confusion, they followedto the helicopter without asking questions.

Once the healers and the mages were done doing sfirst aid on Titus, they immediately moved him to the helicopter.

As we lifted off the ground, I stared at the darkened landscape below us, my heart heavy with conflicting emotions.

This was my chance.

If I wanted to disappear with the kids, to bring them back to Robert and Gertrude before Titus regained his strength, I had to act now.

But after everything that happened...

After seeing them shift-after witnessing the raw power inside them-I knew the truth.

I couldn't run anymore.

1/4 69% Chapter 165 They weren't safe outside the palace walls. Their powers had manifested too early, and I didn't have the means to protect them from whatever forces were out there And even if I did....

Would I be strong enough to take them away from the man who had just risked his life to protect us I glanced at Titus, lying unconscious on the stretcher beside us. Even in his weakened state, he still radiated strength.

My throat tightened.

Maybe I had been wrong all along.

Maybe I had been fighting against something that was inevitable.

As the helicopter flew toward the palace, I held my children closer, my mind racing with thoughts of the future.

One thing was certain.

There was no turning back now.

The flight back to the palace felt like both an eternity and a fleeting moment. I barely registered the movements around-Scott barking orders to the medical team, the soft hum of the helicopter, the rhythmic breathing of my children nestled against me. My focus remained on Titus.

His usually strong, commanding presence was replaced by a fragile stillness that sent a chill through me. The healers worked tirelessly, their hands glowing as they mended his wounds, but I could see it in their faces. He had lost too much blood. His body was struggling to hold on.

I reached for his hand without thinking, gripping it tightly as if my touch alone could tether him to this world.

"You promised," I whispered under my breath. "You said you'd protect us no matter what. So don't you dare break that promise now." Scott, sitting across from me, must have heard. His sharp golden eyes met mine, filled with something unreadable. "He's the alpha. He'll make it through," he said firmly.

I nodded, but fear still clawed at my chest.

The palace cinto view, its towering silhouette bathed in moonlight. The moment we landed, a team of guards and palace healers rushed forward, carefully transferring Titus onto a stretcher.

We quickly followed them into the palace. They brought Titus into the royal chamber, and when I was about to follow, Scott stopped me.

"I'm sorry, my lady. But you can't get inside," he said.

"What? Why?" I asked in confusion.

"Only women of the court are allowed inside the king's chamber," he explained. "Even though you and the alpha had history, your divorce has been finalized." I took a loud sigh of defeat. I wanted to be there for him once he woke up. I wanted to be the one to hold his hand while fighting for his life. That's the least I can do after everything he did to protectand the kids despite not knowing they were his.

What he did makesbelieve that he truly deserves to know his children. If he can protect them knowing they weren't connected to him at all, I'm more than sure that he'll do more than that if he finds out that they were his children.

2/4 Chapter 165 "There's nothing you can do here, my lady he repeated gridly. "Alpha Titus would want you to rest, and the children. Please, take emne res. 'll let you know once there's sgood news 1 promile theauated, my bean warring with my mind. Then, 1 looked down at Harper and Cooper. They were so small, their tiny hands curled into tower fiets, then face peaceful in sleep despite the chaos they had just been through. They didn't know the extent of what had happened, and for now, I wanted to keep it that way.

"I think you're right? 1 admitted solily, my fingers brushing over Harper's forehead as I tucked a stray strand of hair behind fey ear. "They need syou? Seon nodded in understanding and then turned to one of the guards standing by the door. His voice was steady as he gave the order. "Take them to the east wing Have the maids prepare a room for them. Make sure they have everything they "Yes, Beta, the guard responded immediately before stepping forward. He bowed slightly toward me. "My lady, please follow me" 1 stole one last glance at Titus from outside the door, my chest tightening at the sight of him. Then, with a deep breath, I followed the guard to the hallway, carrying the weight of the night's events with every step I took.

As I followed the guard through the long corridors of the palace, my mind remained restless. The thought of Titus lying there, barely hanging on, sent a sharp ache through my chest, I wanted to stay, I wanted to be by his side when he woke up. But Harper and Cooper needed me, and after everything they had been through, I had to put them first.

We arrived at a grand set of double doors, and the guard pushed them open, revealing a large, beautifully furnished room. A massive bed sat in the center, with thick blankets and plush pillows, while two smaller beds had been prepared on either side. Soft candlelight flickered against the walls, casting a warm glow over the space.

The maids were already inside, quietly preparing warm towels and setting out fresh clothes for the children. One of them stepped forward with a gentle smile. "Would you like us to bathe them, my lady?" I shook my head, "No, I'll do it," The guard who was carrying Cooper put him to bed gently. While Harper stirred in my arms, letting out a sleepy whimper. Cooper blinked groggily at the sudden brightness of the room. I walked over to one of the beds and carefully laid Harper down before brushing my hand over her forehead.

"You're safe," I whispered to her, though it felt like I was trying to reassure myself more than anything. "Mommy..." Cooper called out.

The moment the word "mommy" left Cooper's lips, a hush fell over the room. I felt the weight of several curious gazes on me. The who had boy maids who had been silently preparing the room, exchanged glances, their hands momentarily pausing in their tasks. Even the guards standing near the door straightened slightly, as if trying to piece together what they had just heard. It was subtle, but I caught the flicker of curiosity in their eyes. They were probably wondering who I was, what my connection to these children was, and why the Beta of the kingdom had personally seen to our safety.

But to their credit, none of them dared to ask.

They remained quiet, returning to their duties as if nothing had happened. Yet, I could feel the unspoken questions hanging in the air, thick with intrigue. Cooper let out a small yawn as he rubbed his eyes again, his little body sinking deeper into the plush mattress. The exhaustion from everything that had happened weighed heavily on him, and I could see he was barely keeping his eyes open.

"We're somewhere safe, honey," I reassured him, running a gentle hand through his messy hair.

His small fingers clutched the blanket, pulling it up to his chin. "Okay," he mumbled, already slipping back into the pull of 3/4 Chapter 165 sleep.

One of the maids stepped forward, her voice soft and polite. "Would you like us to prepare shot meals for the three of you, my lady?"

I glanced at Harper, who was already fast asleep, her breathing steady and peaceful. Then I turned back to M Cooper, whoh was to was still' awake, though just barely, "Would you like sfood, honey?" I asked, keeping my voice low and soothing He shook his head, his eyelids drooping. "No. I'm sleepy. I just want to rest, he murmured, shifting onto his side, A tender smile found its way to my lips. I reached out, brushing his soft curls away from his face before leaning down to place a light kiss on his forehead. "Good night, sweetie," I whispered.

His only response was a small, content sigh as he snuggled deeper into the covers.

Turning to the maids, I offered a tired but grateful smile. "I think we'll just call it a night. You can leave now" They bowed slightly in acknowledgment. "Thank you, my lady. Have a good night," the one who had spoken earlier said before quietly exiting the room, the others following behind her.

As the door clicked shut behind them, a heavy silence settled over the room. For the first tsince the attack, I allowed myself to breathe.

I glanced at the sleeping twins, my heart clenching at how peaceful they looked despite everything they had gone through.

A storm was brewing around us, one that I wasn't sure we could escape. But for tonight, at least, they were safe.

And that was all that mattered.

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