All Chapters of His Betrayal, My Second Chance: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~CAMILLE~For the first time since I got here, Dante didn’t invite me for breakfast. Strangely, that made me disappointed. I guessed it had slowly become a part of me to sit at the same table with him.After a bath, I put on a light dress and stepped out for breakfast. If he didn’t call me, it was only right for me to look for something to eat. But deep down, I wished I could meet him in the dining room.When I got there, he wasn’t present. My shoulders sagged, and my face fell. Had he forgotten me already? Did he eat without confirming if I’d eaten?One of the maids saw me and walked into the kitchen. A few seconds later, three of them came out, each holding a tray of different meals.“Good morning, Miss,” they greeted, arranging everything on the table one after the other. “Alpha Dante didn’t know what you’d love to eat this morning, so he asked us to prepare everything.”My face burned. Oh! He still cared about what I ate. Then why didn’t he eat with me?“Where’s Alpha Dante?” I as

~DANTE~ The ceremony had started, and the members were already giving in to temptation under the half moon. Nobody was trying to fight it anymore. It had become a part of them since they realized failing wouldn’t bring punishment or a curse. I watched the other wolves take each other under the moonlight, in different positions, thrusting and growling in pleasure. But there was something different about how I felt tonight. My mind wasn’t with me. My thoughts were invaded by her, even though she wasn’t here. Her scent, image, and voice were vivid in my head. Something clutched my heart, and an urge held me back—as though telling me not to do what I’d always done, not if I didn’t want to hurt her. But it was a lie. This had been happening before she came into my pack. My eyes wandered over the members. Then a scent wafted into my nose—not hers, but somebody else’s. It was identical to hers… or almost hers. When I turned, I saw a female wolf walking toward me slowly. That was it. There

~DANTE~I’d never had a more fulfilling moment than the one I was living in now. The way she moved with me — every touch, every shift, every breath in sync — it was maddeningly perfect. She was timid and naive, soft and unassuming, but beneath that sweetness was something wild. Something dangerous. I’d underestimated the bond… and her.Shel, my wolf, growled inside me. Not from rage, but from sheer satisfaction. He was drunk on her scent, on the way she fit around us, and he didn’t want to stop. Neither did I.Even from behind her, I could tell she was close — trembling, gasping, right on the edge. But I didn’t let her fall over it. Not yet. The night was still young. The moon wasn’t done with us.Just when she thought she could rest, I pulled out. Her soft groan hit my ears like music — disappointment, need, and exhaustion tangled in one sound. But this was only the beginning.I lifted her easily, her legs wrapping around my hips, her body molding against mine as if she belonged ther

GENERAL The soft, rhythmic sound of the sea moved slowly through the air. The breeze collided with the leaves, emitting an enjoyable rustle. Cassius and his guards checked the cliff they had been told Camille jumped from months ago. Ever since the elders said he wouldn’t be able to claim the Alpha’s position without his mate or second-chance mate, he’d been searching for her—the same woman he despised and never wanted to be seen with. They searched the nooks and crannies of the cliff and woods for clues. Although it was nearly impossible to find any evidence or information about where she could have been, since it had been months, he didn’t let that stop him. He kept searching. “Where are you, Camille? My success depends on you right now. Can you just come out and show yourself to me?” he shouted, frustrated. His voice cracked halfway through the sentence. The wind carried it away, mocking him with silence. He’d called her name a thousand times before, but this time, it wasn’t pr

DANTEWhen she left angrily, I had the urge to run after her, but I couldn’t. I hated that she couldn’t understand — she was from the enemy pack; trust didn’t come easily. But damn it, I was trying. She was my mate, and I was trying to treat her right. She should’ve just let me change the subject.To be fair, I was at fault, but she was to blame too.An hour after she left, I was still standing by the window, waiting for her to run through the gate, but nothing happened. I was beginning to get worried. What if she had fled? What if my words made her run away?My blood rushed, and my heart skipped a beat. I hadn’t even considered this before. What if she decided to run from me?Fuck! I was anxious. My heart was beating faster than a drum. Clenching my teeth, I stared out at the busy road.Then, I saw her approaching. My lips curled into a smile. She hadn’t run away. She was here. She had come back to me. However, a few steps from the gate, her leg hit something—maybe a piece of wood—an