All Chapters of Betrayed By My Mate, Mated To His Father : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alpha Dante's POV Three months agoThe steady tick of the purple grandfather clock on the wall cut through the room, each second falling into place with cruel precision and filling me with a sense of calm. It was familiar, and it reminded me that time kept moving no matter how badly I wanted it to stop—no matter how long I stayed desperately wanting something that would never be mine.Brandon’s office felt like a controlled extension of his mind and smelled like ink, paper, and the sharp bite of Italian black coffee. Floor-to-ceiling windows let in muted sunlight, casting long shadows over the mahogany shelves lined with old books and carefully chosen artifacts that hinted at power, history, and restraint. A wide desk anchored the room, its surface mostly bare except for a single leather folder and a neatly placed pen.My son sat behind his desk, shoulders tight, jaw set, eyes moving fast over his pack reports. Pride filled my heart.I waited in silence, my foot tapping. My heart race

Taylor's POVThe room caved in, like I’d been shoved underwater without warning. My ears rang, a violent buzzing that drowned out everything except the sight of them together. My stomach lurched hard, bile clawing up my throat as my heart slammed wildly against my ribs.No. No, no, no.The word looped uselessly in my head as my fingers went numb and the edges of my vision blurred. A broken sound tore out of me. Something sacred inside me had just been shattered.“How long?”My mouth tasted like metal. My breath came and went in big gasps. I needed to breathe, but I couldn’t seem to.Clara tilted her head from her new seat in front of Brandon’s table, right above the file containing the divorce papers, and smiled. “How long what, darling?”“How. Long. Have. You. Been. F*ck*ng. My. Mate?” I barely recognized the shaking voice that came from me. My eyes shut in a desperate attempt to block out what I was seeing.They laughed loudly together.She turned to slowly rub her hand down his ches

Taylor's POVI didn’t remember running.One second Dante’s arms were around me, and the world felt heavy and warm.The next, cold air hit my face, and I was staring at a blue pond.“What the…?” The word didn’t come out. Instead, something like a soft growl rumbled from my chest.The surface of the pond rippled, and I froze.A white wolf stared back at me.Is that me?I leaned closer. The reflection leaned too—white fur, bright blue eyes that seemed too sharp to be mine, and a body that looked both powerful and strange. I’d never seen or heard of a white wolf in my entire life.My heart beat faster.The Moon Goddess did this.“But why?” My thoughts spilled out silently. “Why bring me back like… this?”The water shifted again, and for a moment everything inside me tightened.“She gave me the second chance you asked for,” a calm, serene voice answered.I nearly jumped out of my body. “Who are you?”“My name is Lunex, your wolf.”Excitement bubbled in my chest. “I have a wolf?”“Yes, Taylo

Taylor's POVI pressed my ears even tighter against the door of Brandon’s office. Nothing. The room was sealed tight, soundproof and dead to normal ears, but I bared my teeth and pushed past human limits. My wolf’s hearing sharpened, stretching until the faintest vibrations hummed against my skull. Pain bloomed behind my ears, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t miss this.“…But that doesn’t make any sense.”I froze. My fingers hovered inches from the wood.“Are you sure that’s what they said?” I heard Clara ask. The shock and fear in her voice made me smile.“The elders said someone authorized the reclaim of all the resources,” Brandon replied, agitated.I shifted my weight back, pressing myself closer to the wall. The stone was cold through the thin fabric of my sleeve.“And you think that was me?” Clara asked.There was a pause. Long enough that I could picture Brandon’s jaw tightening.“The order was authorized, Clara,” Brandon repeated. “With Alpha clearance. They didn’t just wake

Taylor’s POV“Miss Taylor,” my maid, Lila, said softly as she brushed out my hair. “Should I braid it today? Luna Clara prefers—”“I didn’t,” I cut in gently.She froze behind me.I met her eyes in the mirror. “You can braid it how I preferred.”She blinked, then nodded. “Yes, Miss.”I was sitting by a tall window in the east wing overlooking the inner courtyard of Brandon’s pack house. The glass was cold against my shoulder. Morning light slid across the marble floor and stopped at my feet. Clara and Brandon still hadn't discussed anything of importance. They just met for sex. Loud, disgusting sex. He still hadn't figured out that the CCTV in his office had been hacked into and the clip of me being in his office had been wiped off either.Everything was going to plan, but I was still angry. They would all pay for what they did to me and my pack. I would make sure they never did this to anyone ever again.“Lila, who decided what happened in the pack apart from Alpha Brandon?” I tilted