Todos los capítulos de The Alpha's Beta: Once Rejected, Now Desired: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Lloyd’s POVThe storm outside hadn’t started yet, but the air in my study felt thick with it.I dropped the scroll Elora had retrieved onto my desk, its crimson twine still tight.I had asked her why she had gone there, but she shrugged."Curious," She had said simply.I couldn't help but let out a low chuckle."What?" She asked, frowning."You still don't trust me, do you?" I asked, my eyes searching hersShe shook her head slightly, not revealing any emotion. "I would rather not trust anyone.""Not even your boss?" "Not even my father," She said and looked away. "That's if he were still alive."There was a slight emotional outburst there. I wasn't sure if it was anger or hate or sadness. But I knew it was one of them.So I didn't say anything else; instead, I dismissed her.Deep down I knew she was still hurting, but she was good at hiding it from the world. It was obvious that she was madly in love with her husband, and his betrayal had really hurt her and made her angry.If only

The council chamber was colder than usual.Even with the lights glowing along the stone walls, there was a chill in the air. It was subtle and creeping. One that settled beneath the skin rather than over it.I stood near the northern curve of the horseshoe table, hands behind my back, watching as the remaining seats filled. Every representative present tonight was on edge. Their greetings were clipped and their eyes restless. Even the way they shifted in their chairs carried the same unspoken question.Why had the meeting been moved up?I know the other Alphas from the other Packs were scared of me. All of them were.But since I wasn't the head of the council, I couldn't call the shots.The council was made up of all four Alphas of the different Packs and the elites from their Packs. The only extras who came to the council meetings were people invited by the council members.Just like I did Elora.She was sitting opposite me, next to the other non—elites. Her eyes were watching and ob

Lloyd’s POVThe council meeting ended as usual. More questions than answers and nothing settled.Typical.It pissed me off to see how the other Alphas didn't take what was going on seriously. Cale was all talk and no actual action. Same goes for the rest of them.Maybe it was because their territories hadn't been infiltrated with objects like ours had. That was why I couldn't rely on the council for any real solution. For years, Black-fang Pack has done their investigations by themselves and have kept it to their selves.With what I have observed, I intend to do the same.I stayed behind near the door, watching the rest of the elites and invitees file out—one by one. Some nodded and some avoided my gaze entirely. Zeke didn’t glance back once. Clinton, on the other hand, kept his head down and his mouth tight.Xavier stepped up beside me, arms folded, gaze following Darius as he disappeared down the corridor.“You saw the shift,” he muttered. “Darius looked anxious at first until

Lloyd’s POV"Dad! Where are you?" Elora screamed!She tried to run further inside wherever we were, but I held her back."Where the heck do you think you're going to?" I asked, confused at her reaction.She didn't seem to want to stay calm. Her eyes flinched, darting from me into the darkness."He is call me!" She finally yells after a while.I tried to remain calm, hoping it wasn't what I thought as I asked, "Who was?""My Dad," She muttered, tears spilling out of the corners of her eyes. "He has been here. He has been here the whole time."I felt my heart shatter. I was right.She had heard her father, just like I had heard my mother.Her gaze shifted for a second before returning to me. "Can't you hear him? He's calling out to me!"She tried to push me away, but I held her back."Let me go, Alpha Lloyd! Let me—""It's not real!" I yelled, cutting her off.Those were the words I didn't want to tell her. Or that I new what was going on.It had to be one of the smuggled witch artifac

Lloyd’s POVI should’ve kept my mouth shut.I barely heard the click of his boots before the door flew open. His shadow hit the wall before he did, tall and jagged, swallowing everything in the dim hallway. I took a step back.But it was too late.His hand struck like a whip—fast and unforgiving. My cheek flared with pain and my head jerked to the side. Copper flooded my mouth.“What did I tell you about questioning me?!” He growled, venom spilling out of his words.His voice was calm. Too calm. That kind of calm that comes before a storm rips the roof off.I opened my mouth, maybe to say sorry. Maybe to explain. I wasn't sure. I couldn't remember anymore. Besides, it wasn't like I got the chance. His fist hit my stomach, folding me over like paper.“Ungrateful little worm,” he growled, grabbing a fistful of my shirt and dragging me down the hall. My feet scraped against the stone, toes banging into steps and corners. I didn’t cry. I couldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing t