# Chapter 210: Till Death Do Us Part
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The air inside Tatum's office was thick with tension, crackling like a storm about to break. Days had passed since that disastrous party, and Leila still felt the heat of the barbecue fire that had consumed those divorce papers—right before her very eyes. Tatum had thrown them into the flames with a finality that should have meant something, but to Leila, it only meant one thing: he was stalling. And she was furious.
She had to use their daughter, Amara, as an excuse just to get through the door. Why? Because Tatum, that stubborn, infuriating man, refused to see her. He refused to finish what he had started. And now here she stood, facing him across that massive desk, her veins pulsing with venomous rage.
"You fucking listen to me, Leila," Tatum's voice cut through the silence like a blade, cold and hard, frustration burning in his eyes. "I don't care if you hate me to the core, I am not accepting the rejection if it means you get to be with that monster."
There it was. Those words. As if he had any right to decide what she could or couldn't do. As if he hadn't crushed her heart into dust and thrown the pieces away. Leila's jaw tightened, her eyes narrowing into icy slits.
"You don't get to make that choice for me," she shot back, her voice dripping with venom. "I'm going to be with him. That is my decision."
The rumors about Antonio—the Lycan king—were everywhere. Everyone whispered about his horrors, his cruelty, the blood that stained his hands. Leila was not ignorant to any of it. But in her mind, the devil she didn't know might just be better than the angel she had once loved—the angel who had shattered her soul and nearly destroyed her entire existence.
Tatum let out a guttural groan of frustration, dragging his hands over his face as if trying to wipe away the madness of the situation. He stood abruptly from behind his desk and moved to one of the two chairs opposite her, sitting down so he could face Leila squarely. His eyes softened, holding a sullen, almost pleading look as he reached out and took her hand.
"Look, you don't know that man like I do, Leila. You've merely heard tales of his cruelty—I have witnessed it firsthand. It doesn't matter if you're his mate or not. He will hurt you."
Leila scoffed, yanking her hand away as if his touch burned her. Her eyes were cold, her expression twisted with irritation, anger and bitterness swirling in her gut like a poison. She scowled at him, every word dripping with acid.
"Can it be any worse than what you have done to your own mate? Or do you want to use your ignorance as an excuse for your actions, huh? Tell me, Tatum, how much of a selfish hypocrite can you be? You find out we are mates, you find out I already have a second-chance mate who is obviously the better man than you—and now you want to back out of your words? You better fucking accept the rejection and sign the damn papers. Antonio is my choice, and I'm becoming the Lycan queen whether you like it or not."
The bitter, spiteful words flew out of Leila's mouth like poisoned arrows, each one aimed to wound. Tatum parted his lips to reply, but the words seemed to die in his throat. His eyes glistened with pain, and he looked away briefly—as if he couldn't bear to meet her gaze—before forcing himself to look back at her.
"I'm only looking out for you, Leila. You're making the wrong decision."
His voice was gentle, full of plea, the kind of softness that might have moved her once. But not now. Not anymore.
Leila frowned deeply, her mind churning behind her cold exterior. Here was the truth no one knew—she had not actually made any decision regarding Antonio. Every word she had just spat was a weapon, designed only to force Tatum's hand so he would let her go. But he was so adamant, so stubborn, so infuriatingly immovable.
Her heart was in turmoil. She didn't feel anything for Antonio. She didn't want to be with him, or with anyone else for that matter—not right now, not when her soul was still a battlefield of scars and broken promises. The very thought of accepting his proposal made her stomach churn. And even if, by some miracle, she did accept Antonio and marry him... what would happen to Amara?
The memory of Antonio's displeased expression when he discovered she had a child flashed through her mind. He had not looked too pleased. Not at all. She had to lie, spinning a tale about a drunk and careless one-night stand, claiming she didn't even know the father of her child. A convenient falsehood.
A part of her wanted to come clean to Antonio with the entire truth—to reveal that Amara was Tatum's daughter. If she did that, Tatum would have no choice but to sign the papers and accept the rejection. But that would also put Tatum's life at grave risk. And as much as she hated to admit it, as much as she wanted to see him suffer, death was not one of the options on her list.
If Antonio truly was the bloodthirsty demon the world claimed him to be, he wouldn't hesitate to kill Tatum. She was certain of that much. And honestly? Tatum would deserve it. After everything he had put her through, he deserved every ounce of pain that came his way. But she didn't want him to die. At the end of the day, no matter how much she loathed him, he was still Amara's father.
Leila understood what he was doing right now. Why he was stalling. Why he was using Antonio as an excuse. It was the same reason he did everything: his duty to his pack, the fulfilment of the prophecy. If he had never discovered that they were mates, she was certain beyond any shadow of doubt that they would not be having this conversation at all. He would have signed those papers without a second thought.
Slowly, Leila rose to her feet, looking down at him with all the coldness she could muster. Her voice was soft, but the spite was unmistakable, cutting through the air like a whisper of death.
"Tell me the truth, Tatum. Are you really trying to protect me, or are you just trying to fulfil your precious prophecy?"
Silence. Tatum glared at her for what felt like an eternity, his jaw clenched so tight she could see the muscles twitching. No reply came. Instead, he stood, walked to the door with heavy steps, and halted as his hand touched the handle.
"Till death do us part," he said, his voice low and ominous. "It's the only way I'm letting you go be with the king. Till death do us fucking part."
The door slammed so hard the walls seemed to shake, leaving Leila alone inside his office, standing in the wreckage of a confrontation that had solved nothing and changed everything.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh. My. Goodness. This chapter was absolutely gripping from start to finish! The raw emotional intensity between Leila and Tatum is off the charts—you can feel the anger, the bitterness, and beneath it all, that tangled web of history, pain, and unfinished business. Leila's internal conflict is so beautifully layered: she's putting on this fierce front of wanting Antonio, but deep down, she's still protecting Tatum, still shielding the father of her child despite everything. And Tatum! That final line—"Till death do us part"—sent chills down my spine. He is not letting go, and he's willing to make it a war if he has to. The pacing was perfect, the dialogue cutting and sharp, and the emotional weight is incredible. This is storytelling at its finest.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
After that explosive confrontation, I predict Leila will be cornered into a dangerous decision. With Tatum refusing to sign the papers under any circumstance, she might feel like she has no choice but to actually entertain Antonio's advances—perhaps even seek him out to gauge his true intentions. But here's the thing: Antonio might start digging into her past, especially after discovering she has a child. And if he uncovers the truth about Amara's parentage before Leila can control the narrative, we could be heading into a catastrophic reveal. Will Antonio use this information to destroy Tatum? Will Leila be forced to accept him to protect the secret? Or will Tatum's obsession with the prophecy drive him to do something even more desperate? I cannot wait to find out!
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