My Alpha's Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance

77. Confusion

Sparks erupted through every ounce of my body, so intense that I wasn’t sure where they started and where they ended.

His hand that encased my waist, the way his hard chiselled body was crushed against mine, igniting that intense pleasure and desire that only he could. My core throbbed in response to his perfect plush lips moving dominatingly against mine. A soft whimper was on the tip of my tongue, when reality hit.

Stop.

Using all my anger to give me strength, I pushed him away roughly, and no matter how much I had enjoyed that kiss of his, I placed a disgusted look on my face and made the obvious display of wiping my lips. “How is that revenge?!” I growled, sounding far too breathless for my liking. I saw the tip of Charlene’s hair as she fled the room, shutting the door behind her. This gir.. “Oh, why not? Did you happen to enjoy it?” Theon asked coldly, raising an eyebrow.

“No!” I denied a little too quickly.

He scoffed lightly, his cold intense gaze on me. “Earlier you attacked me with your fists, and I’m not one to hit a woman… Unless of course, she takes pleasure in it. So I simply used my lips instead.”

There it was, that coldness and hatred in his eyes again.

“I hated it.” I said, glaring at him.

He had thrown me off, once again.

“And I hate you, so we’re even.” His reply came. 14 That stung. He had never said he loved me, but to express his hate so easily? That was harsh. Our eyes met before his gaze dipped down and I remembered what I was wearing.

“What do you want, Theon?” I asked, trying not to care.

“Aside from that, what you did today was fucking reckless. You say you care? You almost ripped that hospital apart.”

“So, you came here to lecture me? You, who doesn’t really give a fuck about anyone?” I asked, crossing my arms under my breasts.

He clenched his jaw.

“No, I don’t. However, the king expects me to train you alongside the Fae. He thinks you have the potential to actually become a true alpha, something that the fake princess does not have the potential for.”

princess.” I glared at him. “Blood doesn’t make us something,

my eyes. The king is not my father, he did not raise me. He will never be my father.” Something about my words made his cold frown soften

run from our fate though. You may not consider him your father,

your mind-set, and your values. Goddess, with the way he wants a powerful heir, he should

He said, looking down at

tried

him. “Funny coming from two men who apparently hate sirens.” It had the reaction I wanted from him, hearing the way his heart thudded at my words. “You have no idea how much I fucking hate sirens. Don’t ever think that will change.” He hissed. His eyes flashed gold as he glared at me. “Hurts when I insult you, right?” I asked softly, stepping closer. “That’s exactly how I feel when you insult

a moment, our eyes met, hatred clear in his, it felt like I was being crushed inside… How did we get here? “Think whatever the fuck you want.” I thought he was going to say more, but he simply shook his head, turning and storming out. The door shut with a resounding thud, and I exhaled, dropping onto the edge of the bed. Today had been

words still remained imprinted in my mind, even as I poured myself another glass of wine. The boisterous sounds of the Tavern were drowned by my own thoughts. ‘He did

my head. Then why was I only seeing her for

refusing to let it get to me,

her do it. She would have been able to break this seal.” Andres said seriously, as

wasn’t a fucking

blood from her nose and lip, my own anger

was

was

her… Well it all worked out, did it not? You get to be

I didn’t want to be with her. Not like this… not

was

ever admitted that

used. A weapon for the most power-hungry… Dad could do this without her, why couldn’t we just play this

Alpha would give

needed to protect

to talk to

suddenly, when I realised, I couldn’t do

again, running my hand

would I say to her? To leave? That she wasn’t safe