From Substitute To Queen novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136

“You fucking bastard… The words came out strangled as he struggled against the power holding him down.

“Bastard? I tilted my head. ‘Is that how you address your King? Try again.”

His fists clenched against the floor. I could smell his humiliation and rage, but the dominance held him fast.

89%

“You have the nerve to abuse your power?” Darrell’s voice shook with rage and humiliation. “Let me up so we can talk properly.”

I considered him for a moment, then deliberately withdrew my dominance.

Darrell immediately scrambled to his feet. His face was flushed.

“Why are you here, Darrell?” I demanded. “Are you stalking Sable? How did you even know which apartment was hers?”

His lips twisted into an ugly sneer. “Because I own the apartment directly below this one. I’m her neighbor now.”

That stopped me cold. “You bought an apartment to stalk her?”

“Oh?” His eyes gleamed with malicious satisfaction. “Seems like your fiancée didn’t mention her new neighbor. Guess your relationship isn’t as close as you thought.”

Anger burned in my chest, but I kept my expression neutral. “So you bought property specifically to harass her? That’s not love, Darrell. That’s the behavior of a stalker. You know what that’s called legally? Criminal harassment.”

I stepped closer. “Did you really think buying an apartment would win her back? You’re even more pathetic than I thought.”

“I’m not stalking-*

“One phone call from me and you’ll be evicted,” I continued, cutting him off. “Even if you own the place. Money talks, but power talks louder. And you should know by now-I have both.”

His face flushed red with humiliation and fury. “You’re just scared she’ll choose me over you! This is all because you’re insecure!”

I laughed-a sound completely devoid of humor. “Insecure? About you?Darrell, you’re like a chihuahua barking at a wolf. Loud, annoying, but ultimately harmless.”

“She ate the breakfast I brought her yesterday!” he burst out desperately. “And she accepted the daisies I gave her!”

“The breakfast?” I raised an eyebrow, “You mean that garbage I saw her throw away? She said it went straight to the dumpster. As for the daisies-she used them as fertilizer for her actual flowers. Said they were the only useful thing you’d ever given her.

He fumbled for the pastry box he’d dropped, holding it up like a shield. “I bought her macarons! She told me she loves them when we had coffee together!”

I blocked his path to the door, one hand braced against the frame. She’s already made herself clear, Darrell. It’s over. How long are you going to keep embarrassing yourself like this?”

“You don’t understand what we had together! Three years! You think a few weeks with her can compare to three years?”

“Three years?” I let contempt color every word. “You mean three years of you treating her like your personal maid? Three years of you being too cheap to buy her anything decent? Three years of you cheating on her with your ex? Three years of you telling her she wasn’t good enough to be your Luna?

…

<

1/3

11:49 Fri, 22 Aug PM.

Chapter 136

His shoulders sagged as the truth of his failures crashed over him.

89%

“You want to know what she told me about those three years? I leaned in closer. “She said they were the biggest waste of her life. That she finally understood what casting pearls before swine meant.”

“Caelan… Darrell’s voice turned threatening. Do you think I don’t know your secrets? If Sable knew the real reason you approached het… about her mother’s death… what you’ve been hiding from her…”

I felt my expression flicker-just for a split second. But it was enough. Darrell’s eyes sharpened as he caught the barely perceptible change.

A slow, cruel smile spread across his face.

But I recovered quickly, cold rage replacing any hint of uncertainty. “Threatening me? A waste of space who can’t even manage his own pack properly wants to threaten the Lycan King?”

Do you know why your business partners suddenly pulled their investments? Why your pack is drowning in debt?”

His face went white.

“How much does Hawthorne Pack owe now? Three hundred thousand? Five hundred?” I smiled coldly. “I can double that debt with one phone call. Your pack members are already questioning your leadership-how long before they abandon a broke, incompetent Alpha?”

“You…” His voice shook with understanding and rage. “It was you. You destroyed my pack!”

“I don’t need to lift a finger to destroy trash like you.” I stood back up. “But if you keep bothering what’s mine, I’ll make sure Hawthorne Pack ceases to exist entirely.”

Rage finally overtook his survival instincts. He lunged at me with a wild swing.

I caught his fist effortlessly and drove my knee into his stomach. The impact folded him in half as air rushed out of his lungs.

He collapsed to the floor, gasping and retching.

I placed my foot on his chest, pressing down just enough to make breathing difficult. “This is the difference between us, Darrell. You’re weak. Pathetic. Not worth the effort it would take to kill you.”

“Caelan!” Sable’s voice drifted from inside the apartment, sweet and needy. “I’m hungry. Why is the meal taking so long?

A genuine smile replaced my cold expression as I heard her. Darrell’s face crumpled at the obvious affection in her tone.

Sable appeared in the hallway wearing nothing but my white dress shirt. The oversized garment hung to mid-thigh, clearly showing she wore nothing underneath. Her hair was mussed from sleep and our earlier activities, and fresh love bites decorated her throat

and collarbones.

She looked absolutely ravishing-and completely claimed.

When she spotted Darrell, all warmth vanished from her expression.

“What is he doing here?” She moved to my side naturally, her hand finding mine.

I removed my foot from Darrell’s chest and interlaced our fingers. Some stray dog wandered up here looking for scraps.”

She looked down at Darrell with open disgust. I thought we made ourselves clear. This harassment needs to stop.”

O Q

3

2/3

|||

O

11:50 Fri, 22 Aug 0PM.

Chapter 136

ར ༣,89%

Darrell struggled to sit up, clutching his injured stomach. “Sable, please. I just wanted to bring you something nice.” He gestured weakly toward the fallen pastry box. “I saw you carrying the macarons at the cafe.”

Sable smiled. “Darrell, I hate macarons. The ones you saw were homemade-I made them for Caelan because he likes them.”

I couldn’t resist twisting the knife deeper. “Three years together and you never learned her basic preferences.”

Darrell’s face went through several emotions-confusion, hurt, and finally desperate anger.

I picked up the white pastry box and examined it thoughtfully. Then, maintaining eye contact with Darrell, I walked over to the garbage chute at the end of the hall and dropped it in.

The crash echoed through the corridor.

“Garbage belongs in the garbage,” I said, returning to Sable’s side. “Just like some people.”

Chapter Comments

LIKE

Write Comments

<SHARE

11:50 Fri, 22 Aug PM

From Substitute To Queen