บททั้งหมดของ Beta’s Dirty Little Secret : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Seth’s POVI leaned back in the Alpha’s chair—my chair, at least for now—and rubbed my hand over my jaw, feeling the tension gathered in my muscles. I barely heard what one of the soldiers was saying, my focus slipping between the stack of reports on my desk and the memory of Camilla’s lingering scent that always calmed me, even when the world around us was crumbling.“Some of the pack members have started causing trouble,” the soldier continued. His voice cut through my thoughts, forcing me to pay attention. “Riots. Fights. They say they want a leader who’s actually from Blue Moon.”I bit back a growl, my fingers tapping against the wooden desk, a low hum building in my chest. They didn’t trust me. No surprise there. I wasn’t their Alpha; I was the outsider, taking over their pack after we defeated them. They wanted someone like Marcus their Alpha or Alan even—someone familiar, even if he’d nearly destroyed them. My lip curled slightly at the thought of that those men, and Aron still

Camilla’s POVThe letters had been coming for weeks now. Each one slipped under the door like a phantom’s calling card, each threat more unsettling than the last. At first, I thought it was just some cruel prank—maybe some disgruntled pack member who hadn’t fully accepted me, hadn’t accepted us. But now… now, it was more than that. It was like a vice, tightening around my chest with every note that arrived. I glanced at the last letter, still crumpled in my hand. “You are mine,” it said again. Always those same words. Always that same dark promise. I tucked it under a stack of blankets in Lucien’s crib. He was asleep now, soft breaths in the cradle of his lips. I wouldn’t tell Seth. Not yet. His training with the soldiers was taking up all his time, and he’d been so distant, distracted. He didn’t need to worry about this, not when the pack was still figuring out what they wanted. No, I would handle this on my own.So tonight, I made a decision. When Seth was out with the others, I’d

Seth’s POVFor the past week, I noticed Camilla had been distant. Not just physically, but mentally too. She’d flinch at little things, like when I brushed her arm or said her name too quietly. I didn’t say anything, didn’t push her to talk. I told myself she just needed time—maybe to adjust to the new environment. But each night, as I held her, I felt her slipping further away.Tonight was no different, or so I thought. She fell asleep in my arms, her soft breathing steady against my chest. I let myself drift off, clinging to that warmth. Then, somewhere in the dark, the cold crept in. I reached out instinctively, but the bed was empty. The warmth that had been Camilla was gone.I slipped out of bed, rubbing a hand over my face. “Cam?” I called, blinking against the darkness. The room felt larger without her in it, the shadows closing in like they were waiting for something to happen. “Camilla?”No response.My heart beat a little faster as I pulled on a red shirt over my shorts, qui

Unknown POVMy legs stretched out on the bed, and I stared up at the ceiling, a slight frown pulling at my lips. My thumb brushed over my left cheek, where the cut was slowly healing.I sighed, closing my eyes, and draped my arm over my face to block the light coming from the bulb that hung from the ceiling."What are you doing right now, Camilla?" I whispered, turning my head toward the nightstand where my laptop sat.I pushed myself up slightly, my head resting against the headboard as I grabbed the laptop and placed it on my thighs. A few clicks and I was looking at the live feeds from the cameras I'd set up in their rooms-the kitchen, living room, and... ahh, there she was, finally. The bathroom."So beautiful," I murmured, my thumb running over the screen.She was taking a bath, steam filling up the small space. Every curve, every inch of her, exposed. "Just beautiful," I mumbled, my left hand creeping toward the growing bulge in my shorts.She tilted her head back, letting the w

Lucius placed a hand on his forehead and chuckled darkly. “He didn’t tell you.” His voice was barely above a whisper, eyes fixed on the floor.I narrowed my eyes. “What?”His green eyes snapped up to mine, sharper than ever. “I told you the other night—it’s someone from your past. They’re behind all of this.”The breath caught in my throat as a wave of unease settled in my chest. My mind raced, but I couldn’t let him control the narrative. With gritted teeth, I took a step forward.“Who?” My voice came out a low growl as I slammed my hand into his chest.Lucius stumbled, his back slamming against the metal door with a thud. He stared, shocked, with his hands raised defensively. I felt the heat from my ragged breath clouding between us as my pulse pounded in my ears.His hands moved slowly, wrapping around my fist, gently pulling me closer until I could feel his breath on my face. “Breathe,” he whispered, as if calming a wild animal.I closed my eyes for a moment, forcing the air in an