Betrayed By Fate, The Alpha’s Hybrid Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Amelia’s POVI stood at the front of my mirror, trying out the thirteenth dress and I still hadn't found the perfect dress for the day.No need to ask, I will tell you….Today is the day I would finally meet Damien again.Damien, son of the strongest Alpha Donovan, is my mate and my betrothed, since we were ten years old we have been dethroned to each other. I was heartbroken when he had left to study at the most prestigious school.The school, as they all said, trains only the sons of high-ranking officials and the Alpha’s son. They were made into men ready to lead the werewolf world.Damien left when I was fourteen, it's been four years of not seeing him. I remember the day before he left, he gave me a barrette. I pulled it out from my drawer and I caressed it softly. He promise to decorate my hair with it on the day he will make me his Luna. I can't wait, I blushed at the thought.I heaved a sign as my eyes stumbled on the dresses on my bed. Every one of them was an eye sore, I can

Amelia’s POV“I have to tell you something.” I started after pondering on how to break the news to Damien.“What is it Amelia?” He asked, patting the side next to him on the plush red couch. I walked slowly to where he sat, twiddling my thumbs as he put his arms around me.“Well, my mother’s family visited me.”“And?” He asked, running his hands down my bare arms. I nestled in his hold.“Well, they told me they want me to follow them back to the Red Moon pack.” As the words left my mouth I felt my heart beating fast against my chest as I waited for his reaction.“Redmoon pack? The pack filled with hybrids?” He said with a distasteful tone. I was a bit thrown off by the look of surprise on his face and disgust in his tone, but that was almost my exact reaction when Aunt Abigail told me the news. My fingers twirled around his chest in circles.“My mother was a hybrid. She had the blood of the witch clan flowing through her and I didn't know till now.”“Amelia?” He held my chin up as he

Amelia’s Pov“I hope….I hope all that nonsense he said isn't true” I murmured as I stumbled through the woods, my feet dragging through ash and broken branches. My mind was racing really fast and I couldn't even tell how fast my heart was beating.The sight of what was right in front of me made me pause….” Oh my Moon goddess. No…..no……no. This isn't happening” I ran further, “Aunt Abigael!!” I screamed so loud and into the midst of the burning fire.The smell of smoke was thick in the air, choking me as I ran toward the place where my aunt had been. The sound of battle had long since faded, replaced by an eerie silence. But then I saw her. I couldn't believe my eyes.Aunt Abigael was lying in the middle of a clearing, her body sprawled on the ground in a pool of her own blood. My heart stopped. “No!” I screamed, rushing to her side. My knees hit the ground as I grabbed her shoulders, shaking her gently. “Aunt Abigael, please! It’s me, Amelia! Stay with me! Aunt Abigael, please.” H

Damien’s Pov“She’s bleeding… What did you do, Freya? You shouldn't have touched her. You should have kept your anger controlled” I demanded, staring at Amelia’s crumpled body on the floor. Freya stepped back, her hands trembling slightly, though her face quickly shifted into an innocent mask. “I….I didn’t mean to, Damien,” she stammered. “I just swung out of instinct. I didn’t realize… I didn’t know I hit her like that. I wasn't…. I really didn't…. I swear I didn't mean to do that to her” I looked at her, then back at Amelia, who lay on the ground with blood pooling beneath her. The sword had cut deep, and her breathing was shallow. I could feel her life leaving her. For a moment, I was panicking, I couldn't think of what to do, but I quickly buried it. This was Amelia. She had defied me, embarrassed me, and brought nothing but chaos. Maybe she deserved this. Of course she deserved it. I know she did. At least there would be nothing getting in my way in the future.Still, watch

Amelia's POVMy eyes flipped open as the thought quickly crept into my head: “His name? I didn't get to ask him what his name is.” I quickly moved my body up as I tried to stop him and asked him his name, but the excruciating pain from my rib held me back, forcing me back into the softness of the fluffy mattress, before I could say a word he was already out of sight, the door strongly clipped and shut behind him as he made his way out of the room. I swallowed the question that was initially trying to make its way out of my mouth. Furthermore, I felt bad that I was unable to get any details of who he was or even where I was before he left. Likewise, I decided that it would be the first question I would ask him when he returns, and I will try my best to remember that this time around. I shut my eyes and gently hugged the soft pillow that was placed by my side; it did a lot of magic, helping to relieve the intense pain that had engulfed me earlier when I tried to get up from the bed. T