All Chapters of His Betrayal, My Second Chance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~DANTE~That woman.She was playing the game more fiercely than I expected. She even refused to eat breakfast with me. Was she afraid to meet my eyes? Would my presence force her to reveal herself?I scoffed.No amount of avoidance could save her from me today. She had to eat at the same table as I did. I didn’t think she’d eaten since the previous night.My heart skipped when the maid returned from her room without her. For a moment I thought she had escaped overnight—though that was impossible.I hadn’t slept after leaving her room last night. I had been stationed outside her door, certain she would try to flee again. Maybe I knew she was playing a role, trying to convince me she wasn’t comfortable here, to compel me to believe she was truly pathetic, but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t let her slip past me. Every move she made, I’d answer twice over. Let’s see how she would accomplish her master’s assignment. This was their plan? To make me think she hated the Moonveil Pack and wante

~GENERAL~ Once they got into Dante’s study, Thelma rushed to him. “What was that, Dan? Who is she, and why is she here?” she demanded, hands on her hips, chin lifted until their faces were level. Ignoring her dramatic reaction, Dante sank into his chair. “That’s Camille. She’s my mate.” The words were quiet and final. Thelma stared at him for a few seconds, then burst into hysterical laughter. “What!” she spat. Her laugh cracked into bitterness as she clutched her stomach. “Your mate? That—” Thelma jabbed a finger toward the door. “That imbecile?” Her contempt was a cold blade. “Dan, don’t insult yourself. You and I both know somebody like that wench doesn’t suit you. She’s not on your level.” Dante’s lips curled into a smirk, and a dark glint flashed across his eyes. “The goddess works in mystery,” Dante said. “She doesn’t match mates by rank. After years, she gave me Camille—and I will honor that bond.” He responded calmly. Nobody would believe that the same issue he spoke

~DANTE~Camille is a liar… a professional one at that. The way she spat lies without batting an eye made her even more dangerous than the leader of her pack. If I must say, Silverfang made a great choice by picking her as the spy.But what did she take me for? A fool? Why did she think I would easily believe those lies of hers? She had connected with her wolf, yet she hadn’t shifted before? She hadn’t experienced wolf heat? It made me scoff. That was the funniest thing I had ever heard in my life. What did she take me for? What was she trying to protect—or stop me from doing?Well, I shouldn’t ruin the game we were both playing. Gradually, I would make her reveal their secrets with her own mouth. She would ruin her game with her own hands.“Does that mean you are a virgin?” I raised the question, and I watched her cheeks turn red and her lashes flicker. Her throat bobbed slowly as she avoided my gaze.“Umm… technically,” she responded, tilting her head to the side as if she were hidin

~CAMILLE~ “Do not wait! Run! Escape! Leave here!” Those words resounded in my head. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I didn’t look up; I didn’t know where I was going, but I kept running. I wanted to escape. I wanted to leave everyone and everything behind. Did the moon goddess give me a second chance so that I could go through the same hardship again? No! I wouldn’t let that happen. This time, I would escape. I would run far—so far that nobody, not even the goddess, could see me. My vision blurred as the tears streamed out unheeded. My chest felt heavy, and my throat was clogged with a lump. It was difficult… difficult to cry or yell. What have I done wrong? Why does it have to be me every time? Just when I dared to believe that things would be fine, just when I dared to believe that I had found a place to call mine, everything turned around. Dante saw me as nothing but a spy. I doubted he was still keeping me here because he considered me his mate. No. He had his own p

~DANTE~Her scent hit me like a blade—sharp, feral, and intoxicating. Shel roared to life after five silent years. I didn’t need to be told it was her. She was in heat.After five years, Shel finally growled. He was awakened again, acting like the wolf he really was. Ever since my first mate was killed, Shel had been mute. He only reacted once in a blue moon, just like he did in the sparring ground. But this time, he was more aggressive and louder. He pushed me forward even when I was still holding back. My body jerked, and every part of me became sensitive. I could feel a cold sensation crawling over me.Camille, you keep playing my wolf. What will you do when you finally obtain the trouble you’ve asked for?I started walking toward the east wing when I remembered what she told me earlier. She said she had never been in heat, which meant it could be more painful and dangerous. As I moved closer to the last building, which was the library, the scent grew fiercer and hotter. My wolf gr