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HUNDRED THIRTY

Author: Samuelade
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-08 00:39:36

DARRAGH’S POV

The last of the mourners were finally leaving. I stood at the window in Dad's old office, watching them walk back down the long driveway toward the main gates. Some clustered together in small groups, talking in hushed voices. Others walked alone, their heads down, lost in their own thoughts.

The office still smelled like him. Leather and tobacco and that expensive cologne he always wore. I'd have to do something about that eventually. Change the curtains, replace the furniture, make it mine instead of his. But not today. Today I had more important things to worry about.

Mom appeared in the doorway, having changed out of her funeral dress into simple jeans and a sweater. She looked younger somehow, less formal. More like the woman I remembered from my childhood, before years of marriage to Bastien had worn her down.

"The catering company is packing up," she said. "Moira's handling the cleanup in the cemetery."

I nodded but didn't turn away from the window. "Good. Thank y
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  • 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

  • The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate   HUNDRED THIRTY

    DARRAGH’S POVThe last of the mourners were finally leaving. I stood at the window in Dad's old office, watching them walk back down the long driveway toward the main gates. Some clustered together in small groups, talking in hushed voices. Others walked alone, their heads down, lost in their own thoughts.The office still smelled like him. Leather and tobacco and that expensive cologne he always wore. I'd have to do something about that eventually. Change the curtains, replace the furniture, make it mine instead of his. But not today. Today I had more important things to worry about.Mom appeared in the doorway, having changed out of her funeral dress into simple jeans and a sweater. She looked younger somehow, less formal. More like the woman I remembered from my childhood, before years of marriage to Bastien had worn her down."The catering company is packing up," she said. "Moira's handling the cleanup in the cemetery."I nodded but didn't turn away from the window. "Good. Thank y

  • The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate   HUNDRED TWENTY NINE

    RONAN’S POVThe taste of Eamon's words still burned in my mouth like acid. You've spent all those years making him believe he's not good enough. The fucking audacity of him. Standing there in his righteous fury, telling me how I'd failed my own brother. Like he knew anything about the years I'd spent cleaning up messes, covering for Ewan's differences, making sure he stayed safe.How could a privileged Beta understand any of the things that I had to do.I kicked at his pile of clothes with more force than necessary. My boot connected with the fabric and something hard went flying. I picked one up and ripped. The shirt tore with a satisfying rip. I picked another and that was when the sound of metal hitting stone made me freeze.I looked down and was confronted by the sight of a gun. A gun. Lying there on the courtyard stones like an accusation.I picked it up, the weight familiar in my hands. This was Alexis's gun. The same one he'd pulled on his own man in that classroom, blood still

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