Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 131 Evelyn Huh? What did he just say? 65 vouchers I blinked, my mind scrambling as I tried to process the words that had just left Silas's mouth. For a brief moment, I thought I might have misheard him. My ears were ringing, my heart pounding too loudly in my chest, surely I imagined it. I glanced around the room, desperately searching for confirmation in the faces of the others. But I didn't imagine it. Emily looked as though someone had slapped her across the face. Arthur's smug expression cracked instantly, shock flashing through his eyes before he could hide it.

Even the servants who had been pretending not to exist were staring openly now, frozen in place. They heard it too. And oh gods, so did I. Mate. Silas, my lady Selene's most trusted warrior, the man who had always stood like an unbreakable wall in front of danger, had just called me his mate. The realization hit me all at once. 1 My eyes widened, my breath catching sharply in my throat as I sucked in a gasp I couldn't stop. My heart skipped so hard it felt like it stumbled, and suddenly I didn't know where to look or what expression I was supposed to have on my face.

I stared at Silas as if seeing him for the very first time, my thoughts spiraling wildly out of control. In my original pack, before I came to the Mooncrest pack, women like me were practically wolfless. Even when we came of age, our wolves never awakened. It was in my blood, something I had grown up knowing and accepting. Because of that, most women didn't end up with a man because he was their mate. Bonds were formed through arranged marriages, political convenience, or, if you were lucky, true love. I had always thought I would be one of those women too.

I never once expected to have a mate. The only comfort women like me had was that even without a wolf, our mates could still recognize us by scent. Our bodies would still respond to them, but the cruel downside was this, most men didn't want a weak, wolfless woman. Even if they knew she was their mate, many would turn away, refusing to mark her, pretending fate had made a mistake. I had never allowed myself to hope. And yet, of all people, Silas. He ignored everyone else in the room, as if Arthur, Emily, and the rest didn't exist at all, and turned fully toward me.

His voice softened in a way I had never heard before. "Evelyn," he asked, "are you okay?" I blinked again, snapping out of my daze, my cheeks burning as I realized I was just standing there staring at him. I nodded quickly. "Y-yes," I managed to say, my voice unsteady. "I'm fine." He studied my face carefully, his sharp eyes scanning me for injuries, and anything out of place. When he seemed satisfied that I was truly unharmed, he gave a small nod and turned back to Arthur." The moment his gaze landed on the sword in Arthur's hand, the temperature in the room seemed to drop.

Silas's expression darkened completely, all softness vanishing as his voice turned cold. "Harm even a single hair on her head," he said slowly, "and I will take yours." Chapter 131 Arthur's face drained of color. He tried to hide it, but I saw the flicker of fear that crossed his eyes. Whatever bravado h wore now, the memory of the last time Silas had beaten him was clearly still carved into his bones. Still, when he noticed everyone watching, he forced a smile onto his face, masking his fear with mockery. "Well, well," Arthur said, though his voice wavered just a bit.

"What an interesting plot twist. Who would've thought the two servants of that crazy girl would turn out to be mates?" My anger flared instantly. "You bastard." I spat, taking a step forward without thinking, my fists clenching as I raised my hand, fully prepared to punch him, but Silas caught me easily, his grip firm around my arm, stopping me without effort. 1 looked up at him. He appeared calm on the surface, but I wasn't stupid. I knew him well enough to recognize that kind of stillness, he was furious.

Out of everyone in the world, just like me, Lady Selene was the most important person to him. I inhaled deeply and forced myself to stop, swallowing the rage burning my chest. Silas released me gently and stepped forward instead. A suffocating, deadly aura rolled off him, filling the room. Emily's confident posture crumbled instantly. She stumbled back a step, Arthur following her instinctively as if his body knew better than his pride. Arthur tightened his grip on his sword, his knuckles turning white. "W-what do you think you're doing?" he demanded, his voice betraying him.

"Are you going to hit me again?" Silas didn't answer. He simply took another step forward. Emily's eyes widened in terror. "D-don't come any closer!" she cried. "Do you think hurting us will make things better? If you lay a hand on Arthur or me, you'll both die!" Silas didn't even acknowledge Emily's warning. He took another step forward. Emily and Arthur both stiffened, fear flashing openly across their faces this time. Everyone knew that Silas was a black wolf, he was a dangerous person. Just when I thought he was about to move, and strike, he dropped to his knees.

The sound of it echoed in the room. My breath left me in a sharp gasp, my eyes widening as I stared at him, my mind refusing to accept what I was seeing. "Silas Everyone froze. Arthur looked as though the world had just flipped upside down. His mouth fell open slightly before twisting into disbelief. "What do you think you're doing?" Silas lowered his head slightly, his posture calm, "Spare her. I will take her punishment." My heart lurched painfully in my chest. "No!" I shook my head violently as I rushed toward him. "No, don't. Why would you do that?

I didn't do anything wrong in the first place! Why should you take my punishment?" Silas looked at me then, his gaze deep and unreadable. For a moment, something flickered in his eyes before he turned his head away. "It's not about right or wrong," he said quietly. "They already decided your fate the moment they set the trap. Whether you're innocent doesn't matter." My hands clenched into fists, my nails biting into my palms. "But-" 11:29 Wed, Feb 4 Chapter 131 55 von He cut me off gently, his voice lowering further. "Lady Selene told me my duty was to protect you.

She said she could protect herself." He paused, then added, "If she returns and doesn't see you, she will be disappointed in me. I don't want that." His words hit harder than any blow ever could. My chest tightened painfully, my throat closing as guilt and fear tangled together until I could barely breathe. I wanted to argue, scream, and tell him this wasn't fair, but no words would come. Arthur stared at Silas for a long moment before a cruel smile crept across his face. "Fine," he said, his tone dripping with satisfaction. Emily frowned sharply and turned to him.

"Hey, I said the girl, not him." Arthur didn't even look at her. "It doesn't matter who it is," he replied casually. "As long as someone close to Lady Selene gets hurt, that's what Lady Sienna wanted, right?" Emily hesitated. "Yes, but-" Arthur waved her off. "Then I'm not going against her wishes." He raised his sword, the blade catching the light as his grin twisted into something vicious. "I'm just making it more fun." His eyes burned with madness as he looked down at Silas. "Let's see how well you'll hold a sword after this, hm? You won't look so smug then." Silas didn't flinch or beg.

He simply raised his hand, offering it up without hesitation. My breaths came fast and shallow as I shook my head frantically, my legs giving out beneath me. I dropped to my knees beside him, my hands trembling as I pressed them to the ground. "No... please," I cried, my voice cracking. "Don't do this. I'll do anything. Anything you want. Just don't hurt him." Tears blurred my vision as I forced the words out. "It was me. I stole the necklace. Punish me instead. Please." Arthur didn't even spare me a glance. His eyes were locked on Silas. He had never cared about the necklace.

Silas was always his target. And now that he finally had him within reach, he wasn't going to let go. He brought the sword down, and in that exact moment it felt as though the entire room froze. I wanted to throw myself forward and stand between Silas and that descending blade, but before I could even shift my weight Silas's arm wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me back against him with his strength and forcing me down as if he had already decided that no matter what happened next, I would not be the one taking the blow.

The sword descended faster, cutting through the air with a sharp whistle, and I squeezed my eyes shut so tightly that my vision burned. Oh gods, no. Someone please help, anyone at all, I don't care who it is anymore. My lady, please, if you can hear me, help! Just as everyone believed the blade would finally fall and blood would stain the floor, a lazy, almost bored voice drifted through the room, cutting through the tension. "Hm, just when my sleep was getting good." The room fell into a suffocating silence, and the sound of metal cutting into flesh never came.

My chest tightened painfully as I struggled to breathe again, my lungs burning as I forced air back into them. I slowly opened my eyes, half.expecting to see blood pooling on the ground. Instead, Lucas stood calmly in front of us, as if he had just woken up. He was tall and unbothered, his posture loose, golden eyes looking down at me with complete disinterest, as though everything unfolding around us was nothing more than an inconvenience rather than a near execution.

11:30 Wed, Feb 4 Chapter 131 T 83 T 56 vouchers Arthur's sword was still raised in the air, frozen in place, and at first I thought perhaps Arthur himself had stopped, but when I looked closer my entire body went cold with shock. Lucas was holding the blade with just two fingers gripping the sharp tip of the sword effortlessly. Arthur's arm trembled violently as he tried to force the blade down, his face twisting with fear and disbelief, but no matter how much strength he poured into it, the sword would not move even a fraction of an inch.

Lucas tilted his head slightly, his gaze drifting back to me, his tone lazy in that infuriatingly familiar way. "I'm hungry," he said casually, golden eyes lingering g on me. "When are you going to feed me, Evelyn?" *10* No one spoke. No one even dared to breathe. I stared at him, my mind scrambling desperately to process what I was seeing. Lucas, my lady's bodyguard. The man who always looked half.asleep, perpetually annoyed, as if the world itself bored him, had just stopped a sword with his bare hands. Just then, my lady's words echoed clearly in my mind.

"So what if those steps don't work?" I had asked her back then. "What if I still can't catch the wild animal?" My lady had smiled, an almost wicked smirk curling at her lips. "Don't worry about that," she had said calmly. "If none of my tricks work, I'll give you a cheat." "A cheat?" She nodded, eyes gleaming. "Yes. A very good one." She leaned closer, that same sly smile spreading across her face. "If you can't beat a wild animal, just make use of a far more powerful one. Back then, I hadn't understood. But now, as I stared at Lucas, I finally did.

My lady had been wrong, this man wasn't just a wild animal. He was a monster. AD Editorial board Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.