Fated to My Twin Sister's Alpha (Violet and Asher) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191

Violet’s POV

“Violet, this was for your own good.” Charlotte stood in front of

me, her face lined with guilt, her hands trembling slightly at her

sides.

My pulse pounded in my ears. I couldn’t believe what I was

hearing. My mother, the woman who had spent my entire life

protecting me, had chosen to betray me.

“For my own good?” My voice shook with disbelief. “You tried

to kill my child!”

Her lips pressed together, pain flashing in her eyes. “The blood

curse will only get worse. You’re already suffering, and it’s only

a matter of time before it-”

I took a sharp step back, my wolf stirring violently inside me.

She didn’t want to hear excuses. Neither did I. My skin prickled,

heat rising, my body teetering between control and chaos. My

nails sharpened against my palms.

Charlotte moved closer, reaching for me. “Violet, please, you

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have to understand. We were trying to save you.”

“You lied to me.” My breath came out in sharp pants. My vision

blurred at the edges. The betrayal ran too deep, the pain too

sharp. My mother. My mate. They had gone behind my back,

made a decision that was never theirs to make. My wolf

growled, pushing against my restraint. She wanted to rip, to

tear, to make them suffer the way they had made me suffer.

Pain shot through my bones as they cracked under the

pressure. My wolf was taking over.

Suddenly, a firm grip wrapped around me from behind.

Asher.

His arms locked around me, holding me against his chest. His

voice was a murmur against my ear.

“Violet. Breathe.”

“Let me go.” I struggled against Asher’s grip. My claws digged

into his forearm.

“No,” he whispered. “I won’t.”

I twisted, but his hold only tightened. He didn’t fight back,

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didn’t restrain me in pain. He just held on, letting me release the

storm of rage without hurting anyone.

Then, a sharp scent filled the air.

I looked down, my claws buried in his skin, red dripping from

the wounds. It was Asher’s blood.

He ignored the pain. His forehead rested against my shoulder,

his arms still locked around me. “It’s okay,” he murmured. “Let it

out.”

Charlotte took a hesitant step forward, but Asher turned his

head slightly, his voice suddenly strict. “Leave. And tell

everyone to empty this place.”

She froze.

“I’ll handle this,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

For a moment, I thought she would protest. But then, with one

last look at me, she stepped away. The door clicked shut behind

her.

“How could you?” As my consciousness slowly returned, I

painfully asked him.

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Asher’s grip loosened, but he didn’t let go completely. “Violet-”

“You tried to kill our child!” His body tensed behind me. I

shoved him away, stumbling back. “How could you!” My voice

cracked.

His jaw clenched. “Because I had to choose between you and the

baby. And I will always choose you.”

“You had no right.” I stared at him, my chest heaving.

“Yes, I do! You are my mate! My life! If you die, nothing else will

matter!”

I shook my head, taking another step back. “We don’t know

that.”

“The Prophet did.” I sucked in a breath. Asher ran a hand

through his hair, his shoulders taut with exhaustion. “I didn’t

have a choice.”

“You did have a choice, Asher.“I let out a bitter laugh. “But you

chose to do this behind my back.””

“We could have other children, Violet-” His throat bobbed as he

swallowed.

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My hands curled into fists. “No, we can’t.”

His expression froze.

I took a slow, shaky breath, blinking against the tears burning

my eyes. “The Prophet told me,” I whispered. “This child is the

only one we’ll ever have.”

His face lost all color. A thick silence filled the room. I watched

the devastation flicker across his face. And then, before he

could say anything else, I turned and ran.

I didn’t stop until I reached my chambers. My hands fumbled

with the lock, the door clicking shut behind me.

I pressed my back against it, gasping for breath. My chest ached,

my body shaking from the mix of rage, grief, and betrayal.

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