All Chapters of My Mate Chose Her Over Our Pup: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Byron's POVI forced myself to walk to the Great Hall. Every step felt like walking on knives.The throbbing pain in my chest was a constant reminder that the broken bond was tearing my soul apart.But I had to hold it together.I was the Alpha.I couldn't show any weakness in front of the other packs.The hall was packed. Every major pack had sent their representatives.Their eyes were all fixed on the altar, waiting for the Blood Moon ceremony to begin.I stepped onto the platform, feeling hundreds of pairs of eyes scrutinizing me."Alphas, Elders," I began, my voice straining for power. "Welcome to the Blackwood Pack's Blood Moon ceremony.""Alpha Byron." The delegate from the North stood up. "Where is Luna Sandra? By tradition, the ceremony requires both the Alpha and Luna to preside."My heart skipped a beat."The Luna is feeling unwell," I said, forcing the words out. "But the ceremony can proceed—""Unwell?" The elder from the East Coast frowned. "What illness could possibly kee

Byron's POVThree hours later, I dragged my weakened body to the dungeons.I had to know.I had to know what game Ariana was playing."The true heir of the North"—why would she say that in front of everyone?Why would she want to destroy everything I had built?The dungeon guards saw me and immediately bowed their heads."Alpha, you're here.""Where is Ariana?""In the deepest solitary cell. As you ordered, we've given her clean clothes and food—""Get out of my way."I shoved the guard aside and stalked toward the deepest part of the prison.Ariana was sitting in the corner of her cell, hugging her knees, looking pitiful.When she saw me, she rushed to the iron bars."Byron! You came for me!"I ignored her tears and stood coldly outside the cell."Tell me," my voice was a low growl. "Why did you mention the North's exiled traitor at the ceremony?""What?" She blinked, feigning confusion. "When did I—""Stop pretending!" I slammed my fist against the bars. The loud crash echoed through

Sandra's POV"How are you healing?"My father, Caden, pushed the door open and saw me on the balcony, looking out over our territory.That desperate voice from three days ago was still ringing in my ears."I did it to save you!"Byron's words."I'm fine," I turned around. "The broken bone in my leg is mending. The whip marks on my back are starting to scar.""The body heals," my father said, coming to my side. "I'm not asking about the scars I can see. I'm asking about the ones I can't."He pointed to his heart.I was silent.He was right. Physical wounds healed, but the wounds on the soul..."I've asked the most knowledgeable shaman to come see you," my father said. "She wants to do a full examination.""An examination for what?""Your wolf," my father said, his eyes filled with worry. "Sandra, your wolf was sealed by Byron. We need to make sure that seal didn't cause any permanent damage."I nodded.Ten minutes later, an old woman with a full head of silver hair walked into the room.

Byron’s POVI was sitting in my office, trying to deal with the mountain of paperwork.My empire was bleeding. Supply lines severed, holdings under siege. Every partner I had was cutting ties and running.This was clearly an organized corporate war.And I knew who was pulling the strings.Sandra.My ex-mate was getting her revenge.My communicator buzzed. An encrypted message.Sender: Anonymous.I hesitated for a moment, then opened it.The first file was an audio clip.I hit play."Luna, I remember that day. The one who saved Alpha Byron was a girl with black hair. To protect the Alpha, her back was wounded by a silver bullet. It was definitely not the blonde Miss Ariana."An old voice echoed in the office.My hands started to shake.I scrambled to open the second file. A high-definition photo appeared on the screen.It was a faint, old scar. Located near the left shoulder blade. Clearly the mark left by a silver bullet.And that scar... was on Sandra's back.The floor dropped out fro

Byron’s POV"No!" Ariana let out a bloodcurdling scream. "You can't do this to me! Byron! You can't!"Two strong werewolf guards stepped forward to carry out my order."I curse you!" Ariana's eyes burned with a crazed hatred as they dragged her up. "Byron! I curse you to a life of misery! I curse you to die alone!"Her voice grew shriller, more insane."I curse Sandra to spit on your memory! I curse you to never know peace!"I watched her being dragged away, my face a mask of indifference.Her curses meant nothing to me.I had already lost everything.Sandra would never forgive me. That was a fact, not a curse.We would never get back together. That was also a fact.And my bloodline ending? I couldn't even protect my first child. What was the point of a bloodline?"Take her away," I told the guards. "Do it now.""Yes, Alpha."Ariana was still struggling and screaming curses, but her voice quickly faded down the corridor.The elders watched me in silence."Alpha," the head elder said ca