Mated to My best friend のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

The Serpent in the ShadowsWalle POV I had always believed one thing power belonged to those who are desperate to enough to take it.The Blood Moon Pack was crumbling, and I was going to be the one to shatter it completely with joy.Standing in the dimly lit chamber of his underground hideout, the scent of damp stone and burning herbs filling the air. Around him, his most trusted men—mercenaries, traitors, and the desperate—waited in silence, their eyes shining with the hunger for what was to come.On the wooden table before him lay the stolen Jewel of Light, its once-brilliant glow now dimmed, struggling against the corruption that surrounded it. He reached out, running a calloused finger over its smooth surface"don't bother struggling àm going to destroy you anyway". This relic had once been the pride of the Blood Moon Pack, a symbol of their strength. Now, it was his.It was so easy to steal it The palace was weaker than it had ever been, divided by secrets and betrayal. And Aegon

Pain of BetrayalAegon’s POVI stood at the highest tower of the Blood Moon Pack’s stronghold, staring down at the dark forest below. The wind carried the scent of damp earth and old blood, a reminder of the wars fought on these lands.Tonight, something was different. Something was wrong.I should have been with my father. Kane had been injured, and though he downplayed it, I knew a silver wound was nothing to ignore. But I had left him in Vimon’s care. My mother knew how to deal with wounds. I, on the other hand, had something else to deal withand it's a matter of emergency.Betrayal.The Jewel of Light was gone. An intruder had stepped into my home, walked through my halls, and disappeared without a trace. That alone was an insult I couldn’t forgive. But what disturbed me more was the whisper of doubt curling around my thoughts.The timing was too perfect.Immediately Ingrid had returned back to the pack.And the jewel had vanished. There has got to be an inside man.I wanted to bel

Plans in motion Nico's POVThe moment I stepped into the throne room, the air was thick with tension like moments before a storm came. Kane and Vimon sat rigidly, their expressions carved out of a rock. Ingrid was seated between them, her hands clenched tightly on her lap. And then there was Aegon, pacing, his golden eyes dark with unspoken anger. I had seen my Alpha angry before many times, in fact. But this ........… this was something else. This was frustration mixed with confusion, a man torn between his pride and something deeper he refused to accept. “Aegon,” I called, my voice low but firm. He stopped mid-step, his gaze snapping to me like a predator sighting its prey. “What?” he barked, his tone sharp was enough to cut steel. I exhaled slowly, reminding myself that this was my friend, not just my Alpha. “I came to give you an update on the search for the intruder.” His expression flickered for a second before hardening again. He folded his arms over his chest. “

The masked man The Intruder’s POVThe night air clung to me like a second skin, thick with the scent of damp earth and aged wood. I crouched in the shadows, my breath slow and measured, listening. The packhouse was alive with hushed whispers and distant footfalls, searching, always searching. They knew someone had been here, but they had no idea who… or why.I ran my fingers over the edge of the pouch strapped to my belt, the weight of the jewel pressing against my palm. The Jewel of Light. A treasure coveted by many, a relic of power beyond mortal understanding. And now, it was mine.I heard A sound,a rustle too precise to be the wind that made me pause. My instincts screamed at me to move, but curiosity kept me anchored. Someone was close, too close. I shifted into the recesses of the library’s towering shelves, the scent of aged parchment masking my own. Then, she appeared.Ingrid.Her fiery hair caught the flickering candlelight, turning her into something almost ethereal. She mo

Our pastVimon’s POV I stood by the towering windows of the council chamber, my hands clasped behind my back as the late afternoon sun filtered in through the stained glass. The light fractured in hues of crimson and gold across the floor, but even its warmth couldn’t melt the growing ice in my gut.Something was wrong. Very wrong.Kane had mentioned it in passing a tremor in Ingrid’s voice when she returned, a haunted look that hadn’t been there before. She’d slipped away from the house without alerting anyone, something she hadn’t done since the darker days of her youth. And when she returned… it was in Aegon’s arms.I turned from the window, pacing the smooth marble floor, my boots echoing slightly in the silence. Aegon, my son, had always been a creature of control, sharp edges, and suppressed fire. But what Kane described didn’t align with the man I knew. He didn’t just hold her he grounded her, calmed her.As if he had finally seen her. Not the Omega, not the orphaned girl who h