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The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate HUNDRED THIRTY SIX
SARAPHINA’S POVI pulled my blanket over my head and tried to disappear into my pillow. The room felt smaller than usual, like the walls were pressing in on me from all sides. My roommates had been gone for hours, attending pledging activities that I wasn't invited to. Not that I wanted to go anyway. The last thing I needed was more whispers and pointed stares.The silence was almost peaceful. Almost. But then the air in the room shifted, grew colder, and I felt that familiar prickle along my spine. The one that meant I wasn't alone anymore."Hello, daughter."I didn't move. Didn't lift my head. I knew that voice, knew the way it could sound so gentle while hiding sharp edges underneath."Go away," I mumbled into my pillow."Now, that's no way to greet your mother."I finally sat up, pushing my hair out of my face. Riona stood by the window, but she wasn't really there. Her form shimmered like heat waves, translucent and wrong. An apparition. A ghost of a living person who had no busi
The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate HUNDRED THIRTY FIVE
CIARA'S POVI couldn't sleep after we got back to the dormitory. The other girls had chattered excitedly about the initiation ritual as we walked across campus, their new jewelry catching the streetlights. Pippa kept touching her wolf earrings, making them shimmer. A few girls compared the warmth they felt from their pieces, like they were testing a new superpower.But all I could think about was Maya's words echoing in my head: "Ronan O'Donoghue has a second chance mate."And it was Sarah.I lay on my now seemingly narrow dorm bed, staring at the ceiling while my roommates settled in for the night. The ring on my finger pulsed with that steady warmth, but it felt more like a warning now. Like it was trying to hum something I didn't care to hear.Sarah moved around quietly, hanging up the purple sorority robe she and I got late in her closet and changing into pajamas. She seemed different somehow. Lighter. There was a glow about her that hadn't been there before we talked things out a
The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate HUNDRED THIRTY FOUR
SPECIAL CHAPTER: ALEXIS’S POVThe Brotherhood tattoos were finished. You could almost smell the fresh ink still stinging under the bandages wrapped around each initiate's chosen spot. I watched the new members file out of the main hall, some nursing sore arms, others flexing to test the tender skin. The ritual was complete. They belonged to us now, marked permanently with the twisted tree that bound them to our brotherhood.But my attention wasn't on the boys shuffling toward the exit. It was on the group of girls crossing the courtyard outside, their Nightshade charms gleaming with that fresh sheen of connected magic. The sisterhood had finished their own initiation ceremony at the same time, and now both groups moved through the night air like opposing armies finally laying down their weapons.That's when I saw her.Sarah Morgan walked among the Nightshade girls, her dark hair catching the lamplight as she laughed at something one of them said. She looked different from when I'd hel
The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate HUNDRED THIRTY THREE
DARRAGH'S POVBy dawn, Mom and I were back on the road. The truck’s headlights cut through the mist that clung to the fields, throwing pale beams across the damp gravel. A single suitcase rested in the back seat, packed with the bare essentials. She’d tried to take more, but I’d convinced her that traveling light was safer. The less trace she left, the better.The protection rune Elena had carved into her shoulder was still fresh, still angry red under her shirt. I could tell she was favoring that side, shifting carefully so she wouldn’t pull at the scar. Even without seeing it, I knew it burned. The witch had warned us it would for days.“You don’t have to do this,” Mom said suddenly, her voice low in the quiet cab. She had her arms folded across her chest, eyes fixed on the window where the world blurred by in streaks of gray and green. “I’m not helpless, Darragh. I can take care of myself.”“I know you can.” My hands tightened around the steering wheel. “But I can’t risk it. Not af
The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate HUNDRED THIRTY TWO
CIARA’S POVThe Salem three led Sarah and me up a narrow staircase that creaked with each step. The candles lining the walls cast dancing shadows that made the portraits of former Nightshade members look like they were watching us. Their painted eyes seemed to follow our movement, and I had to resist the urge to look over my shoulder.The second floor opened into a circular room with high vaulted ceilings. Ancient tapestries hung from the walls, their colors faded but still showing intricate patterns of moons and wolves. The air smelled like old wood and something else I couldn't identify. Something metallic."Ciara!"I turned toward the familiar voice and saw Pippa practically bouncing on her toes near a group of other girls. Her face lit up when she spotted me, a genuine smile spreading across her features. She wore the same strange nighttime robe as the others, a deep purple fabric that looked like it belonged in a medieval ceremony rather than a college sorority."I was wondering
The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate HUNDRED THIRTY ONE
DARRAGH’S POVBack at the estate, I called for Marcus and Kris to meet me in the war room. The war room was what we called the basement conference area where pack security meetings were held. It was windowless and soundproof, designed for discussing sensitive matters without worrying about eavesdroppers.Marcus arrived first. He was in his early thirties, built like a linebacker, with sandy brown hair and scars on his knuckles from years of fighting. He'd been one of my father's Sentinels, but his loyalty had always been to the pack rather than to Bastien personally. Now that I'd started asserting myself as heir apparent, Marcus had fallen in line.Kris came in a few minutes later. She was smaller than Marcus, lean and wiry with black hair pulled back in a tight ponytail and dark eyes that never seemed to miss anything. She moved like a dancer or a martial artist, every step deliberate and controlled. She'd joined the pack five years ago after her old Alpha had been killed in a territ
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