All Chapters of Marked by betrayal, bound to the Lycan Lord.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Xena’s POVThe moment Chloe and Ava left with my things, I felt like I could finally breathe again but my room was a complete mess. Clothes were everywhere, my jewelry scattered on the floor…at least they were kind enough to leave some for me.I sat on the bed, staring at the window, thinking back to when my mother was alive. Chloe and I were mortal enemies, she hated my guts and worse of all, she hated my existence. She always saw me as a threat to her perfect reputation, and my mother wasn't making things easy between us. I know they saw mother's shouldn't tell their kids who their favorite child was but my mother, she never failed to let Chloe know that she loved me more than her. But in my eyes I knew my mother was just trying to protect me because of my impurity but Chloe, she saw it as act of favoritism and Chloe was always the attention seeker. I inhaled deeply, turning my eyes to the door as Susan walked in, her eyes scanning the room before turning to me, worry written a

Xena’s POV. I sat stiffly on the velvet cushion, pretending to listen to what lady Megan was saying. She paced around the room in a long silk robe, her heels clicking against the marble tiles as she explained something about pack territories, negotiation styles, or formal greetings—I wasn’t really sure. Her voice faded into the background, like a radio left on too long. I couldn’t stop thinking about last night and especially this morning. Who the hell does he think he is? My throat still burned every time I swallowed but what hurt more than my neck was the fact that I got punished for looking out for him. Does he think everyone is like him? So what if he is like a god, he is not my god, he has no right to act all cocky. I don't even know who I want to kill so badly right now, Jason and Chloe or Kael? “Xena?” Lady Megan’s voice pulled me back. I blinked. “Hmm.” “Were you even listening?” She said, her voice filled with anger. Honestly, the last thing I heard from you

Kael’s POVI stood in the hospital hallway, the sharp smell of antiseptic clinging to my nostrils, the echo of that nurse’s voice—we lost the victim—still crawling around my skull.I felt my soul leave my body, I have never been that scared before. It wasn't until they wheeled out the body that I let out a sigh of relief. The person wasn't Viktor.The person was burnt beyond recognition. I have no idea where this one came from and I didn't care. What mattered was that Viktor, that sick bastard, was still alive. I turned slowly, walking into the room where they had placed him. The machine beeped steadily. A tube snaked down his throat. His face was bruised, blood dried at his temple, skin pale beneath it. His chest rose and fell with the rhythm of the ventilator.He looked like hell but he was alive.I stepped closer and stared. That stupid bastard had borrowed my SUV, and now he was paying for it.Lyana walked in. “Alpha Kael,” she muttered with a bow, a clipboard in her hands. “Dis

Xena’s POVThe pain in my lower belly hit me like a knife the moment Anna walked away.I couldn’t breathe, I felt my world breaking around me. My knees gave out, and everything started to blur. I collapsed to the pavement.“Xena!” Lady Megan dropped beside me, panic in her voice. “Someone call an ambulance!”Everything moved so fast after that. Sirens, flashing lights, strangers yelling, hands grabbing. I was lifted onto a stretcher and rushed into the back of a van. The only thing I could think of was my baby, as much as I hated the father, the baby was the only thing keeping me going and I wasn't ready to lose it.Lady Megan sat beside me, holding my hand tight. “Stay with me, okay?” her voice started to fade away. “You’re going to be fine. Just stay awake.”The ride felt like forever.At the hospital, nurses and doctors moved around me like bees, shouting instructions and pushing machines close to my body. One of them pulled a curtain around my bed. I heard the beeping of machine

Kael’s POVViktor’s house hadn’t changed much since the last time I was here—except for the new doorknob. I pushed open the door and walked inside. Viktor was slouched on his expensive couch, shirtless, chest bandaged, one arm resting over his head like some lazy bastard on vacation.“You look like shit,” I muttered.He scoffed. “You jealous?”I laughed. “How are you doing?” He nodded, pouring himself a glass of wine. “Less hotter I guess,” he joked, gulping down his wine. “What about you? How are you doing?” I smirked, stepping in further. “So anything new?” He asked, finally turning to me. I ignored him, taking the bottle from him before he could pour himself another drink. “You heard the doctor, stay healthy till your fully recovered,” I said in a scolding tone. “Since when the great Alpha Kael started babysitting.”“I wouldn't call it that,” I ran a hand through my hair as I took a quick glance around. “It's more of protecting a valuable asset.”“Is that a fine way to tell