Chapter 41: Crown of Ruin

The Council always feared silence more than blood.And now, the world had fallen silent.The Citadel’s ruin sent a tremor through every pack bond, every tether to moon and magic. Wolves woke screaming beneath fractured skies, their instincts rebelling against something older than law. The priests said the world had shuddered because the old wards had been broken.But I knew better.It wasn’t the world that trembled.It was the gods.***By the time the sun rose, the Council’s banners already blackened the horizon.From the cliffs above the valley, I watched them arrive—rows of soldiers in silver armor, their formation as sharp as blades. Their scent carried even from miles away. Ash, iron, fear disguised as duty.At their center, the Council’s emissaries rode cloaked in white, the symbol of the Moon Crown etched on their chests. The same sigil that once hung above my own throne.I could hear their whispers long before they reached the ruins. The wind carried them—half prayers, half cu

Last Updated : 2025-10-23

Chapter 42: The Thing That Called My Name

The earth didn’t stop shaking.It wasn’t an earthquake—it was a heartbeat. Slow, deliberate, echoing through stone and bone alike.The ruins of the Citadel pulsed faintly gold, every fragment of ancient wall trembling as if remembering life. The call I’d unleashed had reached deeper than the packs, deeper than moonlight.Something was waking beneath us.I knelt, pressing my palm to the cracked ground. Heat licked my skin, followed by a whisper that slithered through my mind."Elara…"The same voice. The one that had called me before. But now, it wasn’t a whisper. It was a presence."Elara?" Cassian’s voice cut through the hum. He stood a few paces behind me, hand on his weapon, eyes scanning the trembling horizon. "What the hell is happening?"Julian answered before I could. "She called the old power. The world’s answering."I rose slowly, my gaze fixed on the widening fissure that ran through the center of the valley. Light poured from it—thick, molten, like the blood of the gods the

Last Updated : 2025-10-24

Chapter 43: The Hunger That Wore My Face

Silence had never been this loud. It pressed against my skin, against the air—or whatever passed for air in this endless white. There was no ground, no sky. Only a soft, shimmering expanse that looked like mist, yet felt like thought.My feet left no prints. My breath left no warmth. I tried to speak, but the sound dissolved before it reached my own ears.Was this death? Or had the world simply spat me out?I didn’t remember falling.One moment I was inside the roar of breaking worlds, the next—nothing.Not darkness. Not even light.Just this… silence that watched me back.Something pulsed beneath my ribs. Faint. Familiar.The bond that used to tie me to my pack—dead. The tether to Kaelus—long severed. Yet something older still lived inside me, throbbing like a second heartbeat.The moon’s mark.I called her name in my mind. Lira. My wolf.But only static answered.Then—footsteps.Impossible, yet there they were.A rhythm echoing through the whiteness, soft and steady, coming closer.

Last Updated : 2025-10-25

Chapter 44: The Silence That Remember My Name

The first thing I felt was breath.Not air, not warmth—just the slow drag of existence returning to lungs that had forgotten how to move.I lay still. The earth beneath me wasn’t earth at all, but ash—fine, weightless, and faintly luminous, as though the moon had turned to dust and rained itself across the ruins.Above me, the sky bled silver. Cracks of light webbed through the clouds, still burning from whatever wound had torn it open. Every sound was muffled, as if the world had drowned in its own silence.And then I heard it. A voice.Faint, breaking. Human."Elara…"My name.I turned my head, and there he was.Julian.He was kneeling a few paces away, his clothes torn and scorched, his hands shaking as he tried to steady himself against a fractured column. His face was streaked with blood and soot, eyes red from exhaustion—or grief.When he saw me move, something inside him broke. His lips parted, trembling."By the gods… you’re—"Alive?I wanted to say it, but my throat refused.

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

Chapter 45: The Mouth of Heaven

The world vanished in light.Not warmth, not fire—just existence undone.Every thread of shadow ripped itself from my body, screaming, and for one impossible moment, I saw everything. The wolves howling in their ruined lands, the moons bleeding into one another, the gods tearing their own skin apart just to remember how to feel.And at the center of it all—me.A hollow where the world once was.When the light finally broke, I was no longer standing on ash.I was above it.The Citadel’s ruin stretched far below, silver dust swirling like smoke across a corpse that used to be divine. The air burned cold, thinner than breath. I looked down and realized there was nothing beneath my feet—only light. It held me as if I belonged to it.Julian was there, a dark figure half-lost in the storm. He shouted my name, but his voice fractured, shredded by the sound of wings.The gods were descending.Their forms weren’t made for mortal eyes.Each one shimmered like a reflection on broken water—vast,

Last Updated : 2025-10-27

All Chapters of He Betrayed Me For A Human: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

Chapter 41: Crown of Ruin

Chapter 42: The Thing That Called My Name

Chapter 43: The Hunger That Wore My Face

Chapter 44: The Silence That Remember My Name

Chapter 45: The Mouth of Heaven