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บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

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HUNDRED SIXTY ONE

SERAPHINA’S POVI didn't want to come to this stupid graduation party. The thought of celebrating anything when my mother could show up at any moment made my stomach churn. But Maya, Cassie, and Tessa wouldn't hear it."You only live once, Sera," Maya had insisted, practically dragging me toward the great hall. "Don't let some scandal we have already squashed by the way, ruin your last day here too."So here I was, pressed against the wall in the corner with a drink I wasn't touching, watching everyone else dance and laugh like they didn't have a care in the world. The floating candles cast moving shadows across the room, and every flicker made me think I saw her face in speaces where she had no business being.Her apparitions had stopped showing up weeks ago. That should have been a relief, but I knew better. Riona Maychild wasn't the type to give up. She was planning something big, and the silence only meant the storm was coming.I was scanning the crowd for the hundredth time when
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HUNDRED SIXTY TWO

SERAPHINA’S POVThe moment I hit her with my magic, everything stopped.The weeds strangling Darragh withered and fell away. Eamon's broken bones stopped making those horrible crackling sounds. Even the rain seemed to pause mid-fall, drops hanging in the air like suspended diamonds.But then the curse kicked in with brutal force.I found myself stumbling backward, my feet moving without my permission. Ten meters. Always ten meters between us. The invisible chain that had bound us since I was but a child, snapping taut the second we got too close.Mother pushed herself up from where she'd landed, rain streaming down her face. But for the first time since she'd appeared, she wasn't smiling. Her composure had cracked. She looked... fragile. Broken."Seraphina," she whispered.The way she said my name made my chest ache. Like she was tasting it for the first time in years. Like it hurt her mouth to form the syllables.We started circling each other without meaning to. The curse pulled us
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HUNDRED SIXTY THREE

CIARA’S POVI dropped to my knees beside Eamon the moment Seraphina trapped her mother in that glowing barrier. His legs were bent at impossible angles, and the sound he made when I touched his broken ribs nearly broke my heart."Hold still," I whispered, pressing my palms to his chest. The source energy flowed from my hands in waves of blue light, warm and healing. His bones began knitting themselves back together with soft clicking sounds.Eamon gripped my wrist with his good hand. "Darragh," he gasped. "Check on Darragh first."But Darragh was already pushing himself up from where he'd fallen, blood still streaming from the gash on his head. He looked dazed but alive. The bullet had only grazed him, thanks to Seraphina's magic."I'm fine," he said, though his voice was rough. "Help Eamon."I kept working, pouring healing energy into Eamon's shattered bones. The source felt different tonight. Stronger somehow, like my fear had sharpened it into something more precise. His legs strai
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HUNDRED SIXTY FOUR

SERAPHINA’S POVThe barrier quivered around us, rippling like heat over sun-baked ground. Mother pressed her palms flat against it, her face twisting between confusion and fury.“What is this?” Her voice cracked. “What have you done to me?”I stayed back, the curse holding its grip even in this prison I’d built. Ten meters, always ten. Yet now she couldn’t run toward vengeance or away from me. We were sealed together, bound in a circle neither of us could escape.“I used natural law against you,” I said, my voice quiet but firm. “Do you remember the ballroom spell you cast earlier? That was three-way magic. Targeted. Breakable. By you or by your blood. Me.”Her skin went pale. “Seraphina…”“But this barrier,” I lifted a hand toward the unseen walls that pressed in around us, “this only ends in two ways. Either I release it, or you force me by ending my life.”The words hung heavy in the damp night air. She let her hands fall, shoulders slumping for just a breath before the curse drew
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HUNDRED SIXTY FIVE

DARRAGH’S POVThe barrier shimmered and collapsed the moment Seraphina's heart stopped beating. The invisible walls that had trapped her with her mother dissolved into nothing, leaving only rain and silence and the two bodies lying together on the wet cobblestones.I ran.My legs moved without thought, carrying me across the slick ground toward where she lay. My dress shoes slipped on the rain-soaked stones but I didn't slow down. I couldn't slow down. Every second that passed was another second she wasn't breathing, another moment lost.I dropped to my knees beside her so hard the impact sent shockwaves up my spine. Pain meant nothing. The only thing that mattered was the still form in front of me."Sera." Her name came out broken, barely recognizable. I reached for her with shaking hands, pulling her away from her mother's lifeless embrace. Riona's arms fell away easily, too easily. There was no resistance. No fight left in either of them.Seraphina's head lolled back as I lifted he
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HUNDRED SIXTY SIX

BRIGID’S POVThe rain hammered against the car roof like bullets. Heavy, relentless, angry. I loved it.My sentinel stood outside with an umbrella, water dripping from his jacket sleeves. He kept glancing at me through the window, probably wondering why I refused to get out. I let him wonder. Because if he had any brains, he would know that I could not get my custom gown wet.Not to mention, the storm felt like a sign, like the universe was finally acknowledging that tonight would change everything.I pressed my fingers to the glass and watched the water stream down in perfect rivulets. Beautiful. Cleansing. This was the kind of weather that washed away old problems and cleared the path for new beginnings.The issue at hand however was that Ronan seemed to be ignoring my calls and texts. Either that or he was having a very busy night. Securing his new Luna was priority after all.When the rain finally stopped, I stepped out with practiced grace. My gown remained pristine despite the w
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HUNDRED SIXTY SEVEN

CIARA’S POVThe flowers in Darragh's hands trembled slightly in the fall breeze. White lilies and purple irises, bound with a simple ribbon that matched the color of Seraphina's eyes. He'd insisted on stopping at three different florists until he found the exact shade.The cemetery stretched out before us, quiet except for the rustle of autumn leaves. Two headstones sat side by side beneath an old oak tree, their marble surfaces catching the late afternoon sunlight. I stayed back while Darragh approached them, my heart squeezing as I watched him kneel between the graves."Hello, Sera," he said softly, placing the flowers on her headstone. "I brought your favorites."Seraphina's grave was simple but elegant, just her name and dates carved into pristine white marble. No flowery epitaphs or religious symbols. Just the facts of her existence, stark and final. Beside it, Riona's headstone was identical except for the dates. Mother and daughter, reunited in death if not in life.Darragh sta
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HUNDRED SIXTY EIGHT

CIARA’S POV (THREE MONTHS LATER)The satin of my wedding dress felt like liquid moonlight against my skin. I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror, hardly recognizing the woman looking back at me. Five months ago, I was fighting for my life. Today, I was about to marry the love of my life.The dress was everything I'd dreamed of and nothing I'd ever expected to wear. Ivory silk cascaded from a fitted bodice that hugged my curves like a second skin. Delicate lace sleeves wrapped around my arms, ending in points at my wrists. The neckline dipped just enough to be elegant without being scandalous. A chapel train flowed behind me, embroidered with tiny silver threads that caught the light like stars.My hair was swept up in an intricate bun, with loose curls framing my face. Pearl pins dotted throughout held everything in place. The veil was my mother's, yellowed with age but still beautiful. It fell to my waist, held by a simple silver comb that had belonged to Darragh's gran
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HUNDRED SIXTY NINE

CIARA’S POVWe’d barely made it back to the suite before Darragh’s hands were on me again.I’d barely stepped inside before he kicked the door shut behind us and caught my wrist, spinning me into his chest. The sound of the reception was still fading in the distance, the buzz of laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. My heels hit the marble floor, and then I was in his arms again like I never left them. His mouth caught mine in a kiss that made my knees weak all over again. His fingers threaded through my hair, holding me in place while he devoured me slow and deep, tongue stroking mine, like he was tasting something he’d waited a hundred years for.My arms wrapped around his neck, and I melted into him with a soft whimper that he swallowed greedily. That low, pleased hum in his chest vibrated through me, all the way down. I wasn’t cold. I wasn’t nervous. I wasn’t anything except on fire.“Mrs. Byrne,” he murmured against my lips, voice thick and low. “Say it again.”A flush sw
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EPILOGUE

CIARA’S POVThe first contraction hit me like a lightning bolt while I was arranging flowers in the kitchen. One moment I was humming softly to myself, adjusting purple irises in a crystal vase, and the next I was doubled over, gripping the marble countertop so hard my knuckles went white."Oh goddess," I gasped, my breath coming in short bursts. The pain radiated from my lower back around to my belly, squeezing like a giant fist. "Not yet. It's too early."But even I knew that wasn't true. I was thirty-eight weeks along, and this baby had been restless for days. Kicking and rolling like it was running out of room. Which, considering how huge I'd gotten, was probably accurate.Another contraction hit before the first one had fully faded, this one stronger and longer. I cried out, my legs trembling as I tried to stay upright. The vase slipped from my hands and shattered on the floor, water and flower petals scattering across the pristine tiles."Darragh!" I called, my voice cracking wit
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