บททั้งหมดของ Betrayed By The Alpha ~ Claimed By The Rogue: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Lyra's POVI knew Damian wouldn’t give up so easily. He was stubborn, always needing things to go his way. Even when I left the Blood Nest Pack, I knew he wouldn’t just let me go. But I didn’t care. I had my reasons for leaving, and I wasn’t going to let him control me again.It had been peaceful in the camp, but I always felt like something was coming. Rylan had been extra cautious, keeping guards near my tent and around the camp. He said it was to keep me and the others safe, but I knew he was worried about Damian. He wouldn’t admit it, but I could see it in his eyes.The fact that Damian had just packed up and left even before he had the time to speak with me and try to convince me to go with him was a little puzzling. I'd been keeping my distance from his camp and from Rylan but after he'd left with his folks, I'd gone to Rylan to ask if there was something they had probably agreed to that I didn't know of which had led Damian to leave.Then, one evening, one of the rogues came ru

Damian's POVThe men I'd sent to get Lyra as Eloisa had suggested had not returned yet. I waited for another day and when they didn't return, I decided to meet with the head of my army and tell him to send a few more men to find the others.Eloisa was sitting quietly as she watched me walk up and down the large hall. I didn't discuss my next move with her. I didn't want to.All the while, I cursed the idea. I should not have listened to Eloisa. I should have known better.Just as I walked to the door of the hall, I heard the loud, urgent footsteps advancing.I walked back inside the hall and took a seat to receive whoever was coming.The men I'd sent out came in right after I sat down.They didn't have Lyra with them, from all indications.“What is it?” I demanded, my voice sharp.“I’m afraid things didn't go exactly as planned, alpha. We were caught by Rylan himself and he was going to execute us.”I clenched my fists, feeling a wave of anger rise. “Then how are you standing here ali

Rylan's POVThe journey had been long and exhausting. The rogue lands stretched endlessly, and the rough terrain tested even the strongest of us. We needed to move quickly, but the landscape offered little mercy. The only way forward was through the gates of the WhiteMoon Pack.I had heard stories of this pack. Their Alpha, Darius, was known for his cruelty. He cared nothing for his people and ruled with an iron fist. Yet, we had no choice. The other paths were blocked by large rocks, impossible to scale without losing precious time.Not to talk of the fact that the young ones and the old ones among us would not make it across the mighty rocks.As we approached the gates, the sight before me confirmed the rumors. The walls were tall and heavily guarded. The men stationed there looked tired, their faces pale and thin. They were not warriors; they were prisoners of their own pack.I stepped forward, calling out to the guards. “We seek passage through your land. We mean no harm.”The gua

Lyra's POVThe days were long, but they were fulfilling. After everything we had been through, it felt strange to be in a place where we weren’t running or fighting to survive. The WhiteMoon Pack was now ours, and I was determined to help make it a home—not just for the pack members but for the rogues who had followed Rylan for so long.I spent most of my time helping people settle in. The pack members were cautious around us at first, but as they saw the changes Rylan and I were making, they started to trust us more. I worked with the women, organizing food supplies and setting up spaces for the children to play safely.The rogues, too, were adjusting. Many of them had not lived within pack walls since after the war that claimed their pack. The children had never known what it meant to be in one place. They were used to the freedom of the wilderness, but I could see how much they appreciated having a roof over their heads and food they didn’t have to aggressively hunt.One afternoon

Lyra's POVI stood outside Rylan’s chambers, my mind filled with thoughts of the maids’ gossip. They believed Rylan and I were together, and that this baby I carried was his. Their words had followed me all day, growing louder in my mind until I couldn’t ignore them anymore. I needed to talk to Rylan. Again.Perhaps, he hadn't understood the gravity of the situation the Last time. And I wasn't sure I was going to be able to keep up with the pretence that he was my husband and I had his child in my womb.I knocked lightly on the door.“Come in,” Rylan’s deep voice called out.Pushing the door open, I stepped inside. Rylan was standing by the window, looking out over the pack’s training grounds. The evening sunlight cast a golden glow over the room, making him look almost serene. His dark hair had the look of dusk over it and his broad back made my throat dry.Rylan was attractive in every sense. It didn't matter how much I tried to ignore it. It was there. Always. The thought of him. T