Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose novel Chapter 130

**Healing Slowly But Surely**
By R. Joseph

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“Damn it!”

Kael.

The moment Zevran strolled through the door two days ago, clutching four tickets in his hand, I felt an unsettling knot in my stomach. Deep down, I understood that my presence here was a mistake. I wasn’t ready to immerse myself in such social gatherings, not after everything that had transpired.

Not after the accident.

Not after all the chaos that had preceded it.

And now, as I watched Leilani radiate with the pride of being ‘Alpha Frostclaw’s woman,’ a wave of despair washed over me. All I wanted was to escape, to be as far removed from this scene as possible. The thought of tying a noose and dangling from the grand chandelier above crossed my mind, a dark fantasy where perhaps my absence would finally make her notice me.

My brothers and I had come here for a purpose. We were meant to network, to attract investors, and to showcase our capabilities in hopes of collaborating with Frostclaw. But the moment Leilani took the stage, the very investors we had hoped to impress began to drift away, their eyes glinting with greed as they turned their attention to her.

It was infuriating.

The realization that she was toying with us—emotionally and financially—left a bitter taste in my mouth.

“Look at her,” Beta Caine from the Silverstone pack murmured beside me, his voice low yet unmistakable. “She’s stunning. I admire her so much.”

Initially, I froze, a surge of jealousy twisting within me as I turned to face him fully.

“What?”

“Her!” he exclaimed, unabashed. “Ms. Sinclair. I find her incredibly inspiring and intelligent. Honestly, I wish I could be in a romantic relationship with her.”

Wait, what the hell?

My expression soured at his words, and I felt an overwhelming urge to punch him squarely in the face. I didn’t even want to be in the same room with him anymore; distance was my only desire.

He clicked his tongue, a look of excitement lighting up his features, and I watched in disgust as he lowered his head, scratching the back of his neck shyly, his cheeks flushing. “Do you think she’ll like me?”

“No.” My response was immediate—too immediate. His eyebrows shot up in surprise as he asked, “Are you okay?”

“Oh, yes, I’m fine,” I replied, my tone icy. “I just don’t want to discuss it.” With that, I turned on my heel and made my way over to Zevran and Caelum, who were lounging in a corner of the room, their expressions stormy and tense.

Chalice was nowhere to be seen.

As I approached, I raised an eyebrow at them. “What are you two doing here? Have you forgotten why we came to this event in the first place?”

Caelum was the first to respond, his voice dripping with frustration. “Everyone wants to work with her. They won’t even look our way.”

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