All Chapters of The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

DARRAGH’S POVHer voice slid through the phone like poison, wrapping around my throat. My grip tightened until the edges of the phone dug into my skin."What did you do, Riona?" I forced the words out, low and rough, even as fury burned in my chest.She laughed softly, the sound twisting something deep in me. "I summoned something special for you. Old friends from the burning deep. They are very hungry, Darragh. Very eager to taste fresh meat after all these years trapped below."My stomach turned cold. I could feel the hatred pulsing inside me, straining against the restraint I’d learned from my mother. It was the only thing keeping me from smashing the phone against the wheel.She was savoring this. Every word was designed to cut. "I wonder if sweet Ciara can still love you when she finds out the truth," she whispered. "That her parents are going to die because of what you and your family did to mine. Your sins, your father's sins, they're all coming home to roost today."My jaw cle

DARRAGH’S POVCiara’s mother burst through a side door, her face pale but determined.“Cormac, the outer sentries have sighted demons in the treeline. Dozens. Maybe more.”“How many?” Cormac barked, already striding toward the weapons cabinet behind his desk.“Too many to count,” Luna Jade replied, her voice steady though her eyes betrayed the weight of what she carried. “They’re moving fast. The men can hear them tearing through the wards.”Elena stepped forward, her hands already glowing with protective magic. “I can shield the building, but not for long. The Solar Zenith is draining my power faster than I can replenish it. I’m not one of the few who gain strength under its light.”The healer, who'd introduced herself as Maeve, wrung her hands helplessly. "I hate this. I could heal wounds, mend bones, but against this magnitude of demons? With a demon lord commanding them? It's not a scattered horde we could pick off one by one. This is organized death."A howl split the air outside

CIARA’S POVI started to see something sparkle in the air around me. Like threads made of starlight, invisible until the light hit them just right. When I reached my hand out and touched one, my world exploded into bright white light.When the light faded, I noticed the thread had turned red and wrapped around my finger like a wedding band. But I was no longer in front of Ronan. I wasn't on campus at all.Eyes like captured stars stared back at me from a face that belonged in ancient artwork. I looked around and saw I was atop the marble altar that was the moon itself, surrounded by silver light that didn't hurt to look at.I knew who she was immediately. I dropped to my knees and bowed my head."Lady Selene.""Using the Solar Zenith to force an audience with me?" Her voice was like music played on crystal bells. "Smart."I looked up, confused. "I did not.""You did." She walked around me in a slow circle, each step making no sound on the marble. "You felt Darragh's pain and wanted to

SPECIAL CHAPTER: EWAN’S POVI watched in frozen horror as my brother raised the gun toward Ciara's floating, glowing form. Time stretched like taffy, each second feeling like an eternity.My mind flashed to Eamon's words from earlier. The vision of Darragh's death. My own fear of being seen as dangerous, as someone capable of such violence. And suddenly, with terrifying clarity, I understood why Eamon had been hot and cold with me. Why he'd looked at me sometimes like he was waiting for me to snap.We were capable of this violence. Not just because it might have been necessary, but because we were afraid and fear was all we'd ever known how to handle. Our mother had taught us that.I used to think it was just me who'd been damaged by her manipulation. I thought Ronan was the well-adjusted one, the brother who'd escaped her poison. But looking at him now, hands shaking as he pointed a weapon at an unconscious girl, I saw the truth. Ronan was just as broken as I was. Maybe more so, beca

SERAPHINA’S POVI sat in Professor Hawthorne’s History of Magical Societies class, trying to focus on her lecture about ancient ward structures after the tongue-in-cheek mention about being in the school’s sorority. For once, my day had been almost normal. My roommates hadn't stolen anything from my belongings this morning. No one had whispered "witch whore" when I walked past. The cruel rumors that had followed me for days seemed to have finally died down.I knew I had Ciara to thank for that. Whatever she'd said in class the other day had actually worked. People were leaving me alone, treating me like a regular student instead of some cursed pariah. Not that I was going to thank her for it. The last thing I needed was the golden girl thinking she was my salvation."You are also about to see something very interesting with your gems and charms today." The professor continued.I looked up, interested in what that could mean."Why is that?" Ciara asked.The professor chuckled. Like it