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.”

at him. “Blood doesn’t make us something, Theon.

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

may not consider

actually more alike; your thinking, your mind-set, and your values. Goddess, with the way he wants a powerful heir, he should just

different.” He said, looking down at

tried to not let

incredibly infatuated with women of siren blood.” I knew it was a low blow, but I wanted to hurt him. “Funny coming from two men who apparently hate sirens.” It had the reaction I wanted from him, hearing the way his heart thudded

thought he was going to say more, but he simply shook his head, turning

boisterous sounds of the Tavern were drowned by my own thoughts. ‘He did not raise me.’ ‘He is not my father.’ She wasn’t wrong… but

my eyes, trying to drill that into my head. Then why was I only seeing her for her? Why had

my hand through my hair, refusing to let it get to me, but it already was… (Flashback –

been able to break this

She wasn’t a fucking

wiped the blood from her nose and lip, my own anger threatening to unleash upon the bastard

that she was fucking bleeding?”

response was

not? You get to be with the one you wanted

I didn’t want to be with

I was only kidding

I ever admitted that

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

Alpha

needed to

needed to talk

I realised,

down again, running my hand

say to her? To leave? That