All Chapters of Drawing Her Fate: Luna's Redemption: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Sebastian’s POV The night was terrible without Alexandra by my side. Betrayal hurt like a bitch, but being away from her hit me even harder. I clung to her scent still lingering on the bedsheets and pillowcases. The emptiness around me was suffocating, like the air itself turned cold the moment she left. I didn’t sleep till the morning—just lay there, staring at the ceiling, replaying her voice in my head until my chest physically ached. Finally, when I fell asleep once the sun was already up... “Good morning, sweetheart,” a sweet feminine voice woke me, and I felt warm hands on my back. Alexandra. Lazily, without opening my eyes, I flipped onto my back and pulled her closer, and she boldly straddled me. But something was off. The scent was not Alexandra’s. I opened my eyes, shocked. Dressed in a sheer lace camisole, on top of me was Cristine. “You remember exactly how good it feels when I’m this close, don’t you?” she purred, grinding her hips against me hungrily. “Are you insa

Sebastian’s POV “Why did you do that?” I asked my brother when we were finally alone in his study in the palace. Shit, now it was my study. There was a soft knock at the door, and Beta Oliver slipped into the room, moving to stand by Xavier. Xavier’s eyes never left his beta. For the first time, I noticed that my brother looked at him not the way an alpha looks at his second-in-command, but with a gaze full of love and devotion. No, it couldn’t be. I shook my head. “Because I am tired of hiding, tired of pleasing everyone,” said Xavier softly, and took Oliver’s hand in his. “I have never been fit to be king. I want to be with my mate and focus on the business. New technology is my passion and...Oliver, of course. You would be a much better pack leader.” My jaw fell open. I could not believe what I heard. It looked like everyone around me had their own secrets. A sour taste burned at the back of my throat, the ground under me suddenly feeling unsteady. How many truths had been twis

Alexandra’s POV In the evening, I tried hard to pretend that I was okay in front of Arabella, Leo, and my dad. But once I was alone behind closed doors, all my pain spilt onto the canvas. A burning house. A night sky on fire. A crying, naked girl in front of it. I burned my past and grieved the love that was gone. It was time to move on. One day until the charity ball. Five days until Arabella’s and my joint event. “And it was supposed to be a week until our Luna ceremony,” Eilyul whispered sadly. “Eilyul, maybe being a Luna—or loved—is just not for us. This is the second time I have been betrayed before the Luna ceremony,” I replied coldly. “We got betrayed, not you,” she said, her voice laced with sorrow. “Leo betrayed me, but his wolf, Orion, was against it. Maybe Ronan isn’t supporting Sebastian either. Humans betrayed us, but their spirits stayed loyal. So technically, you’re not the one who was betrayed,” I explained softly. “We are one. We share pain,” she murmured. “Bu

Alexandra’s POV The moment I arrived at Riverland Pack, I raced to my bedroom to read my mom’s diary, but Eilyul killed the joy. “Sasha, I am also excited to know more about Mum, but now is a good time to scout the Shadow Fang area. Sunset—dark enough not to be very visible, but the wolves are still awake.” I wanted nothing but to curl in my bed and read the diary, but Eilyul made sense. I opened the window, removed my clothes and shifted into a sparrow, and zoomed into the sky. It did not take me long to reach Shadow Fang. I flew next to the training grounds, and indeed, many werewolves were training in human form and wolf form. “Too many warriors, even for a large pack,” noted Eilyul. And yes, too many. Some of them had the same tribal tattoo on their hands. “The ones with tattoos are special hired forces. They do not belong to the pack,” said Eilyul, “they are definitely up to something.” I flew around, focusing on finding Nicolas and Laura. Her scent was leading me to the

Sebastian’s POV The day passed quickly, and I didn’t have time to see Julian. He had already left to collect Samantha from Riverland Pack for the ball. I took a quick shower and was ready in ten minutes. Cristine stood by the door, dressed in a red gown that left little to the imagination. The fabric clung to her body, glittering under the light, and her long blonde hair fell perfectly over her bare shoulders. Blue eyes, sharp and expectant, met mine as if she were waiting for a reaction. Any reaction. She looked stunning—anyone would say that—but I just couldn’t feel anything. No spark, no pull, nothing that reached past the surface. She smiled, shifting slightly so the slit of her dress showed more of her leg, like she was trying to remind me of what I’d once wanted. But it didn’t work. My mind was somewhere else—with someone else. I could still see Alexandra’s face in my head, hear her laugh, the way she used to roll her eyes when I teased her. Cristine’s beauty felt… empty in