My Alpha's Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance Chapter 67

67. A Downward Spiral

THEON

From the moment I had laid eyes on her, I was unable to focus on anything but the temptation and
beauty of the goddess-like woman before me. Her dress clung to her every curve, made to fit her to
perfection. Nothing was left to the imagination, from the perfect ass that I wanted to grab and pull against
me, to her breasts that were spilling out of her dress. Everything was on display in the sexiest, most
enticing way.

I hadn’t been the only one with my eyes on her, every unmated man, and many who were mated, were
watching her with a look of pure lust in their eyes. The urge to rip them all apart was appealing, and
seeing none other than Bolton holding her… It had taken every ounce of willpower to control myself.
Even holding back the hatred I felt for Andres didn’t compare to the amount of control I was fighting
against to not murder anyone who set their gaze upon her. She was mine and mine alone. When she
had turned towards me, it felt as if time had stopped. She had looked ever more breath-taking… The
type of beauty you can simply sit back and admire. Not one flaw… not one imperfection… I had
swallowed hard, unhearing as she said something from those soft lips of hers.

All I fucking wanted was to rip her from Bolton’s arms and mark her there and then. To show the fucking
world who she belongs to. It was all a fucking haze since then, trying to fight my emotions. For once I
was glad that Andres came over, but his reaction was… intriguing. It snapped me from the rage and
jealousy within me.

Did it matter I was to be engaged to the fucking princess right now, when the woman I desired was on
another man’s arm? I was trying to talk myself into calming down, the urge to kill them all right now…

Do it.



I frowned, struggling to keep myself from shifting. Fucking hell, focus Theon. I leaned against the wall of
the courtyard, struggling to regain control of myself.

It was then that I heard her voice reach my ears as she talked to Raiden.

Jealousy reared its ugly head, and it was as if I had been bitten by a poisonous snake. My eyes flashed
gold, my claws came out and the urge for blood overcame me.

I told her, I fucking told her she’s mine and mine alone.

I don’t fucking care if I left her.

She was still mine. Unable to hold myself back, I followed the sound of her voice, when I froze in my
tracks. There right in front of me; she was in the arms of none other than Bolton, and what made it a

thousand fucking times worse was she was kissing him. A red-hot rage engulfed every inch of my body.

Anger burned through me and all I fucking saw was death.

Tonight, I’m fucking painting the snow with blood that belonged to none other than that bastard. In a
flash, I was behind her, ripping her from his hold, throwing her to the ground as I turned my attention to
the scum before me. “No one touches what’s mine.” I growled; my voice was barely recognisable.

To hell with it all, there was no way I was going to allow her to be with anyone else.

“Theon. She isn’t yours.” Bolton had the fucking cheek to growl back.

I smirked murderously.

He just fucking sealed his death. “Wrong. She’s mine or no one’s.” I lunged at him, grabbing him by his
neck, slamming him to the ground with enough force to split his head open, but the bastard wasn’t as



weak as I predicted. His eyes blazed green as he placed his hands behind his head, saving it from being
split open.

Several screams ripped through the air as blood spread from the back of his skull, staining the snow ever
so beautifully.

Satisfaction filled me as I smirked coldly.

“Theon.” Her hoarse whisper came, my heart was thumping, my rage unquenched. All I wanted was to
keep smashing his head into the ground until it split open. I wasn’t done. I raised my hand ready to end
this fucker’s life, a small part at the back of my head told me that I should let him live, for her…. But I was
far too possessive to let her go and far too fucking angry to let him go.

I wasn’t a fucking hero. 1

I didn’t care if she hated me for becoming the villain in her eyes. Maybe she’d learn to stay away from all
men, or they’ll suffer the consequences.

I let out a menacing growl, plunging my hand towards his chest as our eyes met, when suddenly the
wind began howling and the snow whipped around us as it began falling heavier. 2 “Don’t touch him!”
Yileyna’s voice came trembling with anger, then I saw her in front of me as she shoved me away with
more force than I had ever felt from her.

Through the blizzard, I thought I saw something different in her eyes, but I wasn’t sure.

“Move aside.” I warned her dangerously, unable to recognise the look of hatred in her eyes. That was an
expression that she had never directed at me before, or anyone else… “No. What I do has nothing to do
with you!” She hissed, standing before the bleeding man like a shield, only angering me more. I closed
the gap between us, about to grab her throat when she raised her hand and I felt ice

beginning to wrap up my ankles, restricting my movements. 1



My heart thundered as I realised she had far more control over her powers since back then.

That Fae had indeed done a good job, but she was risking herself by displaying her abilities, if anyone
saw beyond the blinding blizzard as to what she was doing, she’d be judged far more

“Stop it.” I growled.

“I will not let another person die because of me.” She whispered back, and for a moment, that burning
fire of anger was replaced by sorrow and guilt.

If only you knew all those people you thought died because of you, were dead because of me…

“Get him to a doctor!” I heard her shouting. “Now!”

Those who had been watching the scene unfold seemed to suddenly unfreeze, and I saw Ryan and
Charlene rush forward, along with the bastard’s father. I knew the repercussions of my actions were
going to create an obstacle in my path, but I didn’t really care right now, all I could see was the way they
were kissing, replaying again and again in my mind…

When she first came into the hall, I had thought she was trying to piss me off, but to kiss him out here
when she was alone… It wasn’t just a game to her, she had wanted it.

She was now crouched down near Bolton, her heart pounding as she cupped his face, only creating
more resentment in me.

“He’ll be fine. I’ll take him.” His father Henry said curtly. His voice was hostile and cold as he glanced at
me, before lifting his son with the help of one of the guards.

I broke away from the ice shackles and closed the gap between us. I grabbed hold of her arm, making
her head whip towards me.



“Do not touch me!” She hissed. “Don’t push me, you brought this on yourself.” I said venomously,
yanking her close. She scoffed bitterly.

“I hate you Theon, get out of my life.” She spat.

“Calm the fuck down.” I whispered, her ability was getting out of control, and something told me this
raging storm that was brewing was her doing.

How though? She wasn’t speaking any enchantments nor was it in a fae’s capabilities to do so…

There was only one species on this planet that could manipulate the weather like this. My heart
thrummed as I stared into the beautiful fearless face of the woman before me. My stomach twisted, and I
didn’t realise my grip had loosened until she had wrenched free. My mind was too consumed by the
thoughts in my head.

Why had I never realised it…

The way the droplets of water seemed to glitter like gems when they clung to her… Hair, a colour so rare
for our kind… A body that enticed all men…

No.

This was some sick twisted reality.

I wouldn’t believe it, I couldn’t. There was no way that I would fall for a… 2

The signs had been before me… Had I really been that clueless or had I just been too blinded? She
faced a siren and lived…

Her love for the sea…

I ran a hand through my hair, unable to focus on the shouts of the onlookers.



I looked up at her slowly, watching the princess say something to her. She was shaking her head, my
own head squeezing with the shock of the revelation.

She smelt like a werewolf though… Was she a siren hybrid? 2

Something orangey peeked out from between her breasts, capturing my attention, but before I could
focus on the item that was a stark contrast to the rest of her ensemble, I sensed Andres’s

aura.

“What is going on?!” He thundered, his eyes assessing the area. Taking in the blood that stained the
snow, before he scanned the sky. His face that looked pale seemed to turn even ashier.

Something in his eyes changed, and I felt a flash of fear as his gaze moved to Yileyna.

Was he making the link?

The urge to divert his attention made me step forward. My own mind was a reeling mess, but I couldn’t
allow anyone to figure it out. 2

“Forgive me, Alpha. I lost control and ended up hurting future Gamma Raiden.” I said coldly, my voice
clear and hard.

I didn’t want forgiveness, nor was he my fucking Alpha. I didn’t care for repercussions; he had deserved
it and I wanted to do far more to him than I already had.

“I…” The king cleared his throat. He seemed disturbed, the same as he had been when he had walked
away the moment he had seen Yileyna. “What was the cause for this behaviour, Theon? I wasn’t
expecting this from you.”

“I have no excuse for my behaviour. I’ll accept any punishment.” “Punishment? You deserve far more
than that! You almost killed him!” Yileyna snapped, stepping forward.



To my surprise, Andres said nothing. I frowned, refusing to answer her. “Father, I refuse for this union to
take place. There is no way that I will ever take this man as my mate.” Charlene added, and I resisted a
smirk.

Like I wanted her.

She was nothing more than trash.

“It was over her…” Someone murmured in the crowd.

“She was with the Bolton boy…” “Ah, so there we have it! He is not to blame, it’s obviously her fault.”
Soleil spat, making my eyes flash. “It is not her fault!” Charlene snapped back at her mother.

“Can we please take this elsewhere?” Ryan added quietly. For once, he fucking said something wise.

“Tonight is a big night, my king, we need to carry on. We can deal with this incident later. Let’s have the
ceremony over with.” Soleil said, placing her hand on Andres’ arm.

The ceremony… I needed it to happen…

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