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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-FOUR

Author: MightyEagle-X
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-28 07:58:03

DARIUS

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The room was dim, lit only by the fire crackling in the stone hearth. I stood over the map table with Dawson, my beta, and Sylas, our estate’s head of security. Neither of them looked at me directly. That told me everything.

“They’re whispering now,” Dawson said quietly, as if the walls might overhear him. “Some of the elders think Emmeline should be handed over to the Council. Before it’s too late.”

I didn’t even look up. I just stared at the map, at the marked perimeter, the routes the guards were cycling, the danger points. My hand clenched on the table.

“So they’re ready to trade her life for peace of mind?”

“They’re scared, Darius,” Dawson said, his voice a little firmer now. “You can’t blame them entirely. A child with an awakened wolf still in the womb? That’s... unheard of. And dangerous.”

I finally looked at him. Held his gaze until he glanced away.

“I was scared too,” I said. “Still am, if we’re being honest. But fear is no excuse for betrayal.”

Sylas shifted,
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  • Sold To The Feral Alpha   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY

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