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CHAPTER THIRTY – AWAKE

Penulis: Afamefuna Nwanyibuife
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March 15th

Something is changing in me. I feel it in my bones, in my blood. My hair seems to shine brighter now, like moonlight. Theo noticed it too.

"Your hair," he said last night, running his fingers through it. "It's almost glowing."

I laughed, but inside I felt afraid. I've always been different. The white hair that no other wolf I know had. The crescent moon mark on my chest that burns sometimes when I'm scared or angry.

But now there's more. My senses are sharper. I can hear a mouse moving in the walls three rooms away. I can smell rain coming two days before it falls. And my body... when I cut myself helping Theo with dinner, the wound closed before I could even reach for a cloth.

My breath caught. Mia had been awakening, just like I was now.

March 18th

I told Theo about the strange things happening to me. He listened without judgment, his green eyes serious and kind.

"Show me," he said simply.

I picked up his hunting knife and drew it across my palm. The blood welled
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    Carlos lowered me carefully onto the mattress, his touch gentler than I expected from a man who carried the kind of weight he did. My body still felt alien, heavy and weak as though I hadn’t used it in years. A month. That’s what he said. A month lost. A month stolen.The truth pressed down on my chest until I could barely breathe. I curled my fists into the sheets, nails digging into the fabric as if I could anchor myself to something real.Carlos lingered by the bed, his broad shoulders blocking out the dim light from the lantern on the wall. His jaw was tight, unreadable, but his eyes… those eyes gave him away. Stormy, restless, and something else—something that burned when it landed on me.“Drink,” he said gruffly, placing a glass of water into my hand. His fingers brushed mine. Heat skittered up my arm.I took a sip, but my gaze stayed fixed on him. The silence between us stretched taut, charged. Every sound—the drip of water from the ceiling, the faint thud of boots in the hall,

  • THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL   Chapter 65

    The silence after Lars left was heavier than any noise. It pressed against my chest, thick and suffocating, as though the walls themselves held their breath. I sat on the bed with my knees drawn up, staring at the door Carlos had locked. My skin still hummed with the ghost of his touch, his hand over my mouth, his chest crushing against mine.I should have hated it. Should have felt only fear. But my traitorous body still burned where his warmth had seared into me.I buried my face into my palms, shaking. What is wrong with me?The door opened suddenly. I flinched.Carlos strode in, his steps sharp, his jaw clenched so tight it looked painful. His hair was damp with sweat, his shirt clinging to his chest from the fight outside. He closed the door quietly, too quietly, and leaned against it as though he carried the weight of the entire house on his shoulders.“He’s gone,” he said at last, voice rough. “For now.”I exhaled shakily, tension bleeding out of me. “You don’t sound convinced.

  • THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL   Chapter 64

    The sound of boots echoed down the halls. Heavy. Urgent. My heartbeat matched them, thudding against my ribs. I sat frozen on the bed where Carlos had left me, his warning sharp in my ears. Do not move an inch from here. Got it?But I couldn’t block out the words the guard had spoken. A head. Marta’s.My hands trembled. My wolf whimpered inside me, mourning. Marta had betrayed me, yes, but she had also cared for me like family. Now she was gone—just another casualty of Lars’s wrath.Shouts carried from outside, muffled by stone walls. A wave of fear rolled through me. He was here. Lars. My mate. My murderer.The door creaked open. My breath caught, thinking it might be him. But it was Carlos, his movements sharp, his face pale with fury barely contained.“Stay quiet,” he ordered, his voice like iron. “He’s at the gates with half his men. Father is stalling, but it won’t hold. If he scents you…” He broke off, running a hand through his hair. “You have to trust me, Amelia.”My throat ti

  • THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL   Chapter 63

    The words Carlos had spoken still rang in my ears, heavy and raw. He killed her. My mother. My Luna.I sat frozen on the bed, staring at him. This man who had carried me in his arms as if I weighed nothing. Who had barked orders at guards like his voice could command the world. Now, sitting with his shoulders slumped, he looked nothing like the cold warrior I thought he was. He looked… human.“You were thirteen,” I said softly, the words slipping out. “You can’t—”“I should’ve been there,” he cut me off. His eyes lifted to mine, blazing with that guilt he carried like chains. “A border post was my responsibility. I abandoned it. And because of me, my mother is dead.”The conviction in his tone twisted something inside me. He believed it, utterly.I shook my head. “No. Lars killed her. Not you.”His jaw flexed, his body taut like a bowstring. For a moment, I thought he’d snap at me. Instead, he leaned back in the chair, staring at the ceiling like it might hold the answers he’d been se

  • THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL   Chapter 62

    The room was too quiet after Carlos left, but my ears rang with every sound from beyond the door. My wolf strained inside me, claws against my skin, desperate to listen.Then I heard him.Lars.His voice slithered into the hall like poison smoke. Calm, amused, cruel. The same voice that whispered he would never love me. The same voice that laughed as he shoved me from the cliff.“You should have trained your men better,” Lars said. His tone was casual, almost lazy, but beneath it was a blade of power. “It took too long for me to reach you.”I pressed a hand to my chest, my pulse hammering. The air in the room thickened with his presence. He was close—too close.Carlos’s father answered, steady but strained. “You weren’t invited into my territory, Alpha Lars. You’ve already spilled too much blood tonight.”I shut my eyes, trying not to picture what that meant. Still, the copper tang of blood seeped beneath the door. My wolf recoiled.Lars chuckled. “Blood means nothing when it’s weak.

  • THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL   Chapter 61

    I pressed my palm flat against the door the moment Carlos disappeared. His command echoed in my head, firm and heavy. Do not move an inch from here. Got it?But the silence on the other side wasn’t silence at all. It was muffled growls, the scrape of boots, the rumble of voices deep with power. My stomach twisted, my fingers curling against the wood until my nails bit into it.I wanted to move, to run, to do something. Yet my legs trembled, too weak to hold me, and fear pinned me more effectively than any lock.Then I felt it.Not sound. Not touch. But scent.Sharp. Familiar. Soaked in cruelty. My lungs seized before my mind could name it, but my body knew. My wolf knew. The scent of Lars slid through the cracks of the room like smoke.I staggered back, clutching my chest. The walls felt too close. The air too thin. My mate—the man who threw me from the cliff—was here. Alive, dominant, and close enough to smell me.A low voice carried into the hall, smooth as poison. Lars.“I can smel

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