All Chapters of After Betrayal, I Married The Cursed Alpha King: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The blinking red dot on the screen pulsed like a heartbeat.Slow.Mocking.Alive.Violetta stared at it as if it might suddenly disappear and prove all of this was some twisted misunderstanding.But it didn’t.It kept blinking.Inside her office.Gerald turned to Draven. “Should we shut the entire network down?”Draven didn’t answer immediately. His mind was already ten steps ahead, calculating outcomes.“If we shut it down,” Dimitri said carefully, “whoever planted that server will know we found it.”Draven’s gaze hardened.“Exactly.”He looked back at the map.“They want us to panic.”Violetta stood slowly.Her hands were trembling, but her voice was steady.“Then we don’t panic.”All three men turned toward her.For a moment, the room was quiet.Then Draven nodded once.“Gerald. Dimitri. Clear the floor around the Luna’s office.”“No alarms,” Violetta added quickly.“No sudden evacuations.”Gerald frowned slightly.“Why?”Violetta walked toward the digital map.“Because whoever pla

The estate had never sounded like this before.The silence was gone.Replaced by chaos.Guards ran through the corridors. Radios crackled with overlapping commands. Vehicles roared in and out of the gates as the security teams returned in waves.But none of it mattered to Violetta.She sat on the nursery floor.Still.Frozen.Her hands gripped the tiny blanket that had fallen from Kael’s crib.The faint scent of baby powder still lingered on it.Her chest rose and fell unevenly, but no sound came out anymore.She had already screamed until her throat burned.Now there was only hollow quiet.Aunt Mara sat against the wall nearby, her head bandaged, guilt written all over her pale face.“I’m so sorry,” she whispered again, voice trembling. “They came through the service entrance… I didn’t even see them…”But Violetta barely heard her.Her mind kept replaying the same moment.The empty cribs.The silence.The absence of their tiny breathing.Her babies.Her hands moved instinctively to h

The flames behind them climbed into the night sky like a warning. Red. Violent. Unforgiving. Draven didn’t look back at the burning warehouse again. His entire attention was fixed on the two tiny lives now wrapped safely in blankets inside the armored vehicle. Kael had finally stopped crying, but his tiny fists still trembled from the shock. Elara clung to Violetta’s chest, her small face buried against her mother’s shoulder. Violetta rocked her slowly. “It’s okay… Mama’s here… Mama’s here…” But her own hands were shaking. Draven noticed immediately. He sat beside her in the back seat, his large hand gently covering Elara’s tiny back. “You’re safe now,” he murmured. Violetta looked up at him. For a moment neither spoke. The fear was still sitting between them. Heavy. Raw. “You almost lost them,” she whispered. Draven’s jaw tightened. “I know.” Her eyes filled with tears again. “If we had arrived a few minutes later…” He cut her off softly. “But we didn’t.” She no

The wind moved through the abandoned railway station like a whisper of something long forgotten. Violetta stood frozen. Mara’s words echoed in her ears. “They have my son.” For years, Mara had believed her child was dead. And now— Victoria had turned that grief into a weapon. Draven stepped forward slowly. His eyes were no longer burning with anger. They were colder than that. Controlled. Deadly calm. “You threatened her child,” he said quietly. Victoria didn’t flinch. “I gave her a choice.” “That’s not a choice.” “Everything is a choice, Alpha.” Mara’s voice broke. “I tried to fight them,” she said through tears. “But they showed me pictures… videos… he’s alive, Draven. They kept him hidden all these years.” Violetta rushed forward and grabbed her hands. “We’ll get him back,” she said immediately. Mara shook her head helplessly. “You don’t understand… they said if I didn’t help them they would send me pieces of him.” The silence that followed was unbearable. D

The ballroom shimmered under the chandelier light like a palace carved from glass and gold. Every noble family from the surrounding packs had gathered. Investors. Council elders. Alpha leaders. And the press—carefully controlled but present—stood near the far end of the hall waiting for the moment the King heirs would be presented. Tonight was meant to be history. Violetta stood near the grand staircase, elegance wrapped around her like armor. Her silver gown flowed softly around her legs, the Luna crown resting proudly on her head. Her hair had been styled simply, allowing the natural glow of her face to stand out. Motherhood had changed her. Softened some edges. Strengthened others. In her arms, Elara looked like a tiny moon princess in a delicate white dress, small silver ribbons tied around her wrists. Beside her, Kael rested against Draven’s chest, wearing a tiny black suit that made several women in the room smile fondly. “Look at him,” one of the elders whispered