All Chapters of From Betrayed To Beloved: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

IRA'S POV “Alpha Ares is not happy with you leaving.” Myra commented, standing with her arms crossed over her chest, wearing an unreadable expression.“He doesn’t want his Luna to go and live with another Alpha.” She added, desperately. I dropped my suitcase on the floor and straightened my spine, holding her venomous gaze, “Oh, so now he cares?” I raised a brow, mockingly. Myra rolled her eyes, “He always cared, Ira. You are the one making a big deal out of something so trivial. Alpha Ares can practice polygamy. You know, it’s normal among the Alphas.” The audacity of this woman would make me fucking strangle her one day. The only reason I am trying to keep myself as far away from conflict as possible is because I do not want to risk the health of my pup.I scoffed, “Guess what, Myra? I am not going to sit and be insulted like I mean nothing in the name of something as problematic as polygamy. He doesn’t have my consent for this shit.”“Mind your words, Ira!” She shouted, glaring

LUCIAN'S POV"I can't believe that Ira's sister would attack her like that," Medina commented, busy in her own world. I tuned her out the moment I saw Ira stepping out of her room, my eyes followed her like a moth drawn to flame. There is something so inexplicably attractive in her which keeps drawing me in. Now, I'd be a fool to admit it out loud but my wolf growls whenever I see her with that fucker husband of hers. It is clear as day that he doesn't deserve her. I wonder how did a beauty with brain ever settled for him in the first place. "Anyways, I am happy that she is staying here for one month." Medina's words pulled me out of my thoughts. I hummed to her and then retired to my room. When I passed by her room, her scent filled my nostrils, driving me nuts. Clenching my fists, I walked past her room. Upon reaching my room, I changed into a loose t-shirt and sweatpants. But before I could hit the bed, a knock appeared on the door. "Lucian!" Medina shouted, confirming her pres

IRA’S POVI stormed back into the room assigned to me in Alpha Lucian’s mansion. Pushing the door shut, I stood in front of the mirror. My eyes dropped to the faint bruise forming on my wrist where he held me. Where I let him. The aggression and frustration tick like the nerves on the edge of exploding in my head. I caressed the bruise and my fingers halted when I felt the double pulse. I wonder if he realized it too. I wonder if that would have changed anything. But I know the answer as well. It wouldn’t have. If anything, it would have made my and my pup’s child difficult. I took a few calm breaths to compose myself when the door of my room was pushed open and I saw Alpha Lucian standing in the doorway. I met his eyes through the mirror. For a moment, neither of us said anything. We just looked at each other like he could read the storm swirling within me. Then, after a moment, he asked, carefully, “Are you okay?”I turned around, meeting his eyes, I responded. “What do you think