My Alpha’s Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance by Moonlight Muse

90. His Vengeance

YILEYNA

Just then two men of the Silver Storm pack attacked him. It was a suicide mission, but it gav me the time I needed.

“Run, Princess!”

I nodded, my heart squeezing as I knew their fate was death… I turned and ran through the flames, refusing to let their sacrifice be wasted. Stopping suddenly at the sight before me, there in the middle of the clearing were the king and queen, tied and mortally wounded.

The queen was near dead, laying in a pool of blood, whilst the King was on his knees, breathing raggedly as he kept his head raised.

“So, you managed to escape…” Theon’s cold, emotionless voice came. My heart thudded as I stared at the hooded man that now circled the king and queen, the sword in his hand dragging along the ground, grating against the stone.

My stomach lurched as a strong sense of Deja Vu from the day at the hospital returned to me. Somehow, I had been forewarned of this moment… When Theon had touched me…

Fire…

Death…

Goddess…

“Don’t do this, Theon.” I whispered pleadingly. “Please, you have won, don’t taint your hands with the blood of so many.”

I wasn’t close to either the king or queen, but this was wrong.

“I have waited for far too long for this moment to stop. Bow to your new king, Yileyna.” I was about to speak when the huge black wolf approached, blood dripping from his sharp fangs. His aura surged around him, and when Theon looked at him, I realised who it was.

Theoden Hale.

Before my eyes, he transformed into a tall muscular man, scars littered his body, and his muscles rippled with every step he took. A man that oozed of power. Grabbing a discarded cloak and wrapping it around his waist, he approached the king. “I told you, you would pay for your betrayal, Andres.” His voice was harsh and cold, yet held vast power. “Theoden…” The king spat coldly, his own aura swirling around him even if he was weakened. The two men who had started all of this… but what was the truth? What do I do? Theon’s eyes were on me, and I shook my head pleadingly. Don’t do this… “You didn’t even recognise my son.” Theoden smirked coldly. “The power of a simple enchantment…” +

“It’s a shame… a shame that I let someone like him into our pack! You will suffer for this, Theon! And you, you will never be the king, Theoden.” Andres growled. His breathing was heavy and laboured as he glared at the man that stood before him.

Theoden smirked, yet it lacked any glimmer of emotion.

said, holding his hand out for the sword

me, wench!” His eyes flashed, his aura radiating off him. “Stay silent.” The king

Run.

telling me

I couldn’t…

I told you… I don’t need a man… I will protect my people. I don’t know how but I will try

simply shaking my head at

the sword, and with one swift move, beheaded Soleil in the blink of an eye. The king flinched and I ran forward. Another bolt of lightning struck the ground inches from where Theoden

at Theon, who was behind me in a flash, his arm tightening around my throat and waist. Theoden let out a terrifying roar of power, as he

If there was any

Dead.

defeated. The King was the most powerful in our pack… A raucous laugh left Theoden’s lips, he slammed his foot down on the king’s face as he

the wrong side.” Theon whispered in my ear before throwing me to the

guards that I had ordered to take Charlene and the others being thrown to the ground by a group of

Valen gave me the tiniest of nods, I felt

the others out… or so I hoped… “We saw these two bastards trying to

ordered them!” I hissed before Theon or his monster of a father could speak. “I’m the one

and Theon. “You’re right.” Theon said coldly,

Theon…

love nor emotions in the eyes of the man before me… Only the flames of hatred burning brightly, consuming those amber

nothing to

are

Please…

pain in my body was suffocating, and no matter how strong I tried to remain, I couldn’t keep the pain from my voice. “Nothing

kill me.” I whispered hoarsely, trying to ignore the pain

down, his fingers curling under my chin and making the sparks

be far too easy… but I assure you, when I’m done

turned away, pushing me back onto the ground roughly. My head hit the ground as he gave the command. “Burn her.” My heart sank, my head hanging as the pain of his rejection tore

me entirely, keeping

in agony from the pain he

open, watching him retreat, hoping… praying… that he’d turn back and change his mind. That perhaps deep inside of him, the man that I loved

that I was his