Semua Bab The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate: Bab 11 - Bab 20

DARRAGH’S POVThe car door shut with a solid thunk, sealing me in the cool darkness of the Mercedes Benz. I exhaled, rubbing at the back of my neck as the engine purred to life. The steady hum of the tires against the road should have been calming, but my thoughts wouldn’t settle.From the driver’s seat, Beta Eamon Hayes, son of my father's own Beta, glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “We left early.”I didn’t respond.He smirked. “Is it because of the girl?”My brows furrowed. “Why would it be because of her?”Eamon scoffed, shaking his head as he turned onto the highway. “Because she’s an O’Callahan.”Something in my chest tightened.I turned to the window, watching the darkened landscape blur past, but my mind had already begun piecing things together.In the future, my father had died from wolfsbane poisoning. It had been a quiet thought in my mind, something that had always lingered in the background but never fully settled as an issue. He had been old, battle-worn and vastly

SARA'S POV The car had barely rolled to a stop in front of the pack mansion before someone was already waiting for me.“Lady Sara,” an Omega maid said, dipping her head. “Alpha Bastien requested your presence at dinner with the family.”I blinked at her, still feeling the wine in my bones. “The party did a number on me,” I said with a yawn I didn’t bother to hide. “I’m not sure I can stay for dinner. I’ll retire early tonight.”She didn’t move. Just stood there, hands clasped tight and nervous eyes darting toward the entrance like she was afraid someone might be watching.When I tried to walk past her, she shifted into my path."Do you have a death wish?!"“My lady… your grandfather said if you tried to excuse yourself, I was to tell you it’s not your choice to make. He said you better show up to dinner and not humiliate him.”The words hit me like a slap, but not because of what she said. No, it was the way she said it. Like she was repeating it word for word, afraid she’d get in tr

SARA'S POVI watched my grandfather leave the dining room first. The chill he carried with him vanished, and what settled in its place was heavy. Not grief, not fear—something worse. Alpha Bastien remained seated across from me, but his presence had already consumed the space. The moment Luna Dayo left, the air shifted. The candlelight suddenly felt dimmer. The shadows on the walls stretched longer.I stared down at my half-empty plate, pushing the last bite of bread across it with my fork. Every instinct screamed at me to stand up and leave, to slip out while I still could. I knew the signs. I had learned how to read the room early in this house. You had to, if you wanted to survive it.I stood slowly, careful not to scrape the chair too loudly.“Are you full?” he asked.My spine stiffened.“Yes.” My voice didn’t waver, but it sounded far away. Like it belonged to someone else.He stood too. His steps toward me were slow, deliberate. The faint scent of smoke and forest clung to him,

RONAN'S POVContent Warning:This chapter contains themes and dialogue that include incest innuendos. Reader discretion is strongly advised.My finger made slow, lazy circles on Ewan’s bare back. His skin was warm under my touch, smooth in the way I liked it. For a while, we didn’t talk. We didn’t need to.Then his voice came, soft and tired. “What now?”I didn’t stop tracing. “We wait. Mother will work something out.”Ewan turned to look at me, the corner of his mouth twitching. “We can still leave, you know.”I stopped moving my hand.He went on, “We don’t have to keep getting dragged into her games. We’re not children anymore.”I pushed myself up on one elbow, eyes narrowing. “Don’t be stupid.”His brows pulled together.“This—this politics—it’s all we have,” I said. “It’s what makes us useful. It’s what puts us in places of power. You think we’d get this far on sentiment?”He looked away.I sat up, letting the sheet fall from my body. I didn’t care that I was bare. He’d seen every

CIARA'S POVThe morning light painted the clearing with hazy gold when I squared off against Noah. My breath clouded in the cold dawn air. Around us, a small circle of sentinels watched, their faces a mix of curiosity and confusion. I knew what they were thinking: why was Noah, the most skilled fighter among them, wasting his time with me—the Alpha's daughter who'd never shown any real talent for combat?I wiped sweat from my forehead and tried to steady my breathing. We'd been at this for nearly an hour, and my muscles burned with exhaustion. Noah stood across from me, barely winded. His posture remained relaxed, casual even. It made my blood boil."Again," he said, gesturing for me to attack.I lunged forward, aiming for his midsection. Noah sidestepped with annoying ease and hooked his foot behind mine. The world tilted, and I hit the ground hard enough to knock the air from my lungs."You're being predictable," Noah said, offering his hand to help me up. "And you're holding back."