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THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL Chapter 67
The door’s slam echoed in my chest long after Carlos was gone.Do not move an inch.His words kept ringing in my head, heavy as chains.But staying still felt impossible when every nerve in my body buzzed like it knew something terrible was coming. My wolf paced just beneath my skin, claws scraping, restless.Footsteps thundered through the hall outside. Shouting, sharp and urgent. I couldn’t make out the words, but the tone was enough to make my stomach clench.I dragged myself off the bed, ignoring the weakness that made my knees shake. I crossed to the door and pressed my ear against the wood. Voices filtered in—low, hurried.“—at the gates—”“—bring it to the hall—”“—don’t let her scent trail—”Her scent.They meant me.I stumbled back from the door, breathing hard. The room suddenly felt too small, too exposed. If Lars was here—if he was anywhere near this house—he’d know. He’d feel it in his blood the way I felt it.The handle rattled. My heart leapt to my throat.It wasn’t Car
THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL Chapter 66
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.
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