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Chapter 9 – The Cold Alpha’s Games

작가: S.D Rae
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-08-23 23:48:25

The summons came at dusk.

A servant delivered it with a stiff bow, eyes carefully averted, as though speaking directly to Bella were beneath him. The Alpha requests your presence at dinner.

Requests. The word was laughable. There was no request when it came from Lucian Blackthorn.

Bella smoothed the folds of her plain gown with trembling hands. It wasn’t silk tonight, only simple gray linen that marked her place as something less than the wolves who would share the table. Still, she straightened her shoulders, lifted her chin, and walked the long corridor toward the great hall.

When she entered, the sound struck her first. Laughter, low voices, the clatter of goblets and cutlery. The hall was bright with torches, shadows leaping high into the rafters, banners gleaming silver and black.

And at the head of the long table, Lucian sat in easy command.

He looked every inch the Alpha in black tailored to his frame, silver embroidery at his cuffs, his scar sharp under the firelight. His raven hair gleamed in the torchlight, his silver eyes unreadable as they swept over the hall. Wolves bent their heads as he spoke, his power pressing down on the room like a storm.

Beside him sat Lilith Duskbane.

Her crimson gown shimmered against her pale skin, her dark hair spilling over one shoulder in waves. She leaned close to Lucian, her laughter light, her icy blue eyes glinting with triumph as she placed a hand delicately on his arm.

Bella’s chest ached, but she forced herself forward.

The elder guiding her gestured to a seat not beside Lucian, not even near him, but at the far end of the table. She sat quietly, her gray-green eyes lowered, every muscle taut as whispers rose around her.

“The human Luna.”

“Even her dress is plain.”

“She doesn’t belong at this table.”

She focused on her food, though she couldn’t taste it. The goblet trembled in her hand as she lifted it, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim. She steadied herself, forcing her breaths even.

Lucian never looked her way.

He spoke to Lilith instead. His voice was low, smooth, carrying easily across the hall. He asked her about the hunt, about the council’s debates, about matters of the pack. Lilith answered with silvery laughter and sharp wit, her words meant as much for Bella as for Lucian.

Every glance, every shared smile, every brush of Lilith’s hand against his sleeve cut into Bella like a blade.

The wolves around her noticed. Their smirks widened, their whispers sharpened. Bella’s humiliation became a game they played between bites of venison and gulps of wine.

She clenched her hands in her lap until her nails bit into her palms. Her chest burned with the effort of holding her head high, of swallowing down the humiliation choking her throat.

When at last she could endure no more, Bella pushed back her chair quietly, rising to her feet. If she could just leave without drawing attention—

“Sit.”

The command cracked through the hall like a whip.

Every wolf froze, heads snapping toward the Alpha at the head of the table.

Lucian’s silver eyes burned across the distance, pinning Bella in place. He hadn’t raised his voice, but the power in the single word left no room for disobedience.

Her pulse thundered in her ears. Slowly, stiffly, she lowered herself back into her seat, heat rising in her cheeks as whispers flared again around her.

Lucian lifted his goblet, his gaze never leaving her. The faintest curve touched his lips—not warmth, not amusement, but something darker.

“You will stay until I dismiss you,” he said, his voice low, steady, deliberate.

The hall erupted in laughter.

Bella’s stomach twisted, her hands trembling under the table. She wanted to scream, to run, to throw the goblet in his face. But she didn’t move. She sat, spine straight, chin high, though her eyes burned with unshed tears.

Lucian turned back to Lilith as though nothing had happened, speaking once more of matters Bella wasn’t meant to understand. Lilith’s smile widened, icy triumph flashing in her blue eyes as she leaned closer to him, victorious in a game Bella hadn’t wanted to play.

The meal dragged on, each moment stretching like iron chains across Bella’s chest. Only when Lucian finally rose from his chair did the tension break.

“The feast is ended,” he announced, his voice carrying easily. “Return to your duties.”

Wolves stood, chairs scraping, goblets clattering. Bella remained seated, her hands clenched in her lap. She didn’t dare rise until Lucian’s silver eyes swept over her once more.

“Now you may go.”

The words were cold, final, dripping with cruel satisfaction.

Bella stood, her legs weak beneath her, her chest burning with humiliation. She walked from the hall with steady steps, refusing to run, refusing to let them see her break. But inside, her heart screamed.

In the corridor beyond, the laughter still echoed in her ears. She pressed her back to the cold stone wall, her breaths ragged, her nails biting into her palms until they hurt.

“I will not be broken,” she whispered into the silence, the words trembling but fierce.

But even as she spoke them, she knew Lucian’s silver eyes would haunt her long after the torches burned low.

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