Todos os capítulos de Moonlight Reborn: Unlikely Mate: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE JONATHAN Point of View My eyes narrowed while listening to Ryder reveal his confession. The revelation that my trusted pack member had been spying on the oak wood pack completely shocked me. Ryder kept his gaze focused on the ground while shame painted his expression. "Ryder, please if this is a joke, you have to stop it. I'm not in the mood for jokes". I snorted "Alpha, have I ever joked about something serious like this?". I'm telling the truth- he replied. Since I've known Ryder, he always told the truth, and right now, he seemed like he was...... "Ryder, how could you?" I said, my voice shaky and laced with disappointment. He looked up, tears welling up in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Jonathan. I was blinded by my loyalty to Damon. I didn't mean to hurt anyone." My anger simmered, but i knew Ryder was telling the truth. He had always been a loyal and competent member of my pack. And I know he wouldn't do it purposely to put the pack in trouble Or would he? For a secon

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE TYLA Point of View I had been trying to reach Damon for hours. Every time I dialed his number, my heart pounded a little harder, only to be met with silence or a cut “I’m busy.” I knew he was still recovering from his injuries, but the complete lack of response filled me with anxiety. I paced the floor of my room, trying to calm my racing thoughts. The cool night air outside only reminded me of how trapped I felt inside the pack house. I kept thinking about Jessica. She was generally so vivacious, always prepared with a grin, a kind word, or a gentle giggle, even in the worst situations, as I recalled from my final encounter with her. However, I couldn't get rid of the impression that something was seriously amiss tonight. When I had walked by her room earlier in the day, I had seen that the door was securely shut. Nothing, not even the slightest hint of movement, could be heard when I pushed my ear on it. She appeared to have been imprisoned. I first knocked lig

CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE JONATHAN Point of View Up until that day, I had never experienced disappointment so sharply. The betrayal by Ryder was more than a single error; it was a rift in the fabric of everything I had put so much effort into creating within our pack. My rage consumed me when I got back from the conference. When such betrayal endangered the honor and order of our entire community, I could not allow it to continue unpunished. I knew Ryder would be held in the dungeon, so I marched right there without hesitation. With controlled rage, my hands shook as I gave the guards the order to secure him right away. I snarled, "Lock him up—no one is to see him until I want to." I needed him to understand the weight of his betrayal, to see that loyalty to our pack was not something to be toyed with. Ryder was sitting with his head lowered in the chilly, poorly lighted dungeon, a shameful expression imprinted on his face. Trying to make sense of the guy I had once trusted and the traitor

Chapter SIXTY SEVEN DAMON Point of View I paced back and forth in my chambers, my mind racing with confusion. "What is Jonathan up to?" I muttered to myself. I stopped pacing and stood in front of the window, staring out into the night. "He's willing to sacrifice his own trusted man, just to get to me?" I thought aloud. "That's desperation." I turned away from the window and began pacing again. "Everyone knows how dreaded Jamel is. Jonathan must be playing a dangerous game indeed." As I paced, I couldn't help but think of Tyla. Where was she? Was she involved in Jonathan's plans somehow? What if they were both working together and Tyla was only pretending? I shook my head. Tyla would never betray Jessica and I. I stopped pacing and sat down on the couch, running my hands through my hair. "Think, Damon, think," I muttered to myself. I pulled out my phone and dialed Tyla's number, but it didn’t go through. I tried again and again, but she didn't answer. “Fuck!” I cursed under my breat

CHAPTER SIXTY NINE THIRD Point of View Tyla's eyes scanned the cold, dark cell, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. She had been imprisoned for what felt like an eternity, and she knew she couldn't wait any longer. It was only a few days, but of course, it seemed like she had been there forever. She refused to eat or drink anything, knowing that the guards would try to drug her or poison her. Tyla knew that she needed to stay alert to be able to leave the place in peace. She was trying to map out her revenge plans, but it was not working out the way she wanted it to. Everything seemed to not work out for her. Her plans seemed foolish and useless. All of them! She wondered how Jonathan was doing. If it would be possible for the healer to get the poison out of him and heal him. Tyla prayed inwardly for Jonathan to survive. She had never thought she'd be in a situation where she'd be praying for his survival, but here she was. She always wanted him to die. Every day, she prayed fo