Betrayed By My Mate, Mated To His Father のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

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 prefer it differently Lila, Two braids side by side," I cut in gently.She froze behind me, shooting me a surprised look.I met her eyes in the mirror. "Please braid it how I prefer."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.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 decides what happens in the pack apart

Alpha Dante’s POV"Dad, we really need your help." Brandon muttered behind me the next morning.I stood by the wide window behind his desk, with my hands clenched in my pockets. Wolves moved across the courtyard below us while my thoughts ran around in circles.Brandon continued to speak behind me. “The pack cannot go on like this,” he said. “Our medical wing is short on supplies. The southern border was attacked last month by the Umbrals.”Without turning around, I stretched out my hand across the glass as Taylor's figure walked across the courtyard.“And?” I asked.He stopped pacing. “And we need your help.”I could hear his breathing shift. My heart pounded away in my chest as she suddenly stopped in the middle as if she sensed me. A smile spread across my face as she shook her head, sent a hateful glare toward the window, and practically ran out of the courtyar

Later That Day.Luna Taylor's POV."How dare he refuse me, I'm his only son," He yelled slamming his hands on the table.I sat on the edge of my bed with the small listening device pressed to my ear and a crazy smile on my face.The device pinged as he threw something else at the wall. His ragged breaths filtered in through the device beside me.“You said he would help me,” Brandon snapped. “You said he wouldn’t let this get out of hand.”“I said he might,” Clara soothed. “Not that he would hand you money without questions.”"Will you shut up?," He yelled, cutting her short. I caught a small whimper and footsteps of Clara moving away from him.Interesting.“My father has never questioned me like this,” Brandon fires back. “Ever.”"Brandon...calm down...I," she stammered."This is all your fau

Dinner Two Days Later Luna Taylor's Pov Brandon had been insufferable all evening. I was already used to the cold dismissal, the barely-there acknowledgment that I existed. Tonight he was actually performing. Pulling out my chair. Refilling my glass before I could ask. Laughing at things I said like they were the most charming things he'd ever heard.It made my skin crawl but I noticed through the corner of my eyes that I wasn't the only one who's skin crawled.A devious smile flitted across my mind. Soon enough I was leaning into his arm when he leaned toward me. Letting  him believe I was eating every second of it.Across the table, Dante was getting angrier by the minute.He sat at the head like always still, controlled, the picture of a man unbothered. But I knew better now. I could feel the heat coming off him through the bond li

That Same Day.....Luna Taylor's Pov I finished with the documents around two, locked them in the desk drawer of my new office, and wandered outside mostly because the office still faintly smelled like Clara's candle despite the open window. I needed air that didn't remind me of her.The grounds were wide and well-kept. Flower beds lined the east wall, and a kitchen garden ran along the back fence, neat rows of herbs and vegetables that someone clearly spent a lot of time on.That someone turned out to be a very old frail looking man with soil on his exposed knees and a watering can in each hand.Oh, he's sweet, Lunex tittered immediately. Look at him.He hadn't noticed me yet. Instead he was talking softly to a tomato plant like it was a person."You're being dramatic," he snapped at the wilting stalk.  "You have plenty of water."I pressed my lips together to k