All Chapters of Betrayed By The Enemy Alpha : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Randall’s POVAfter I was done dressing up for the ceremony, I found myself staring at the mirror and smiling at the image before me. But soon, the smile faded, replaced by a gnawing feeling of what might have been. Lyra’s beautiful face flashed in my head, refusing to leave no matter how hard I tried to fight it off. I was about to get engaged to another woman, yet, she was all that I could think of. Her luscious lips, her beautiful eyes that always gazed deep into my soul, leaving me in awe each time I stared. I thought about all the things that I could have done with her if only she hadn't betrayed me. But now, I couldn't help but wonder if I should have given her a bit more time and tried to understand her a bit better. Maybe I should have given her a chance to explain herself better. Perhaps I should have believed her more despite the glaring evidence against her. But even as I was about to get engaged with another woman, I still felt strongly that it was her whom I was suppo

Lyra’s POVBarely had I stepped out of Randall's study when I heard hastened footsteps approaching. I quickly turned to my right and spotted Juan hurrying back to the study as if something was pursuing him. Perhaps, as his Beta, he had mind-linked him about his dizziness before finally passing out. Maybe he just felt something strange had happened and decided to head back to check it out.Regardless, I couldn't let him find me or I'd be doomed. I hurried out of the study and headed straight back to the pillar where I had hidden the previous time. When he got close to where I was, he paused and looked around, feeling a presence around the area but he couldn't tell where. About a minute later, he inhaled deeply and continued his walk back to the study so I took the chance to flee, as quickly as I could, just in case, he wanted to change his mind and search the entire area. But as I tried to turn from the corner, his voice rang out. “Who are you!” He screamed after me, having caught

Lyra’s POV“I'm not hiding anything from you, Elayne,” I lied, trying to deflect her question but I only succeeded in making her more angry. “Come on, girl. You know you can't fool me. I've known you for far too long for you to lie to me this way,” she retorted with a frown. Unlike the other maids in my pack, Elayne was the only one who could speak to me in that manner because I allowed it. Back when she started talking back at me, my father was mad and wanted to punish her but I didn't let him. Although she didn't speak nicely, she was only trying to help me become better. That was when I saw that she wasn't like the other maids who saw their service to me as just a duty. Elayne cared for me. She was hurt when I was hurt and was willing to do anything to see that I was alright. So after that day, I stopped seeing her as a maid but as a friend, like the sister that I never had and not once had she failed to prove to me that it was the best decision that I could have ever made. B

Lyra’s POVAfter saying our goodbyes, Elayne and I shared a deep hug that lasted more than a couple of minutes. And then she was on her way while I turned to my right and began to head towards the Greystone pack. The road to the pack was a bit far so I walked quickly hoping to get there before twilight when the rogues would take over the entire area. As I continued to walk, thoughts of Randall filtered into my head but I pushed them away each time they came, replacing them with thoughts of Fiona and her beautiful daughter. I made a mental note, more like a promise, that when I'd return to the pack to make Randall pay for killing my mother, I'd spare them both seeing that they had no hand in what was done to me. Rather, they helped me a lot. Without those two, I'd have lost my mind a long time ago. They kept me sane, making sure I didn't dwell on the thought of ending it all.I rubbed my belly and muttered under my breath, “If only your daddy's heart wasn't so set on revenge, we wo

Randall’s POVMy door creaked open and I immediately sat up on my bed and turned to the door. It was late midnight and the crickets were already outside, singing their stupid songs that only served to hurt my already sensitive ears.Juan walked into my room just as I leaned my back against the wall, having been unable to find sleep for two hours since I entered my room. “I heard you didn't eat,” he said, drawing closer to the bed. I turned my face away, staring at the window and wondering why he simply didn't choose the option of minding his business. “You look pale, Alpha. It's not difficult to spot that you're distraught.”And what if I were? It was my cross to bear and I wanted to be allowed to bear it. But Juan always had other plans. “Please, Alpha, you need to stop beating yourself up,” he said, standing in front of my bed. “I need you. The pack needs you. We should be preparing for any surprise attack from Alpha Max seeing that his daughter is no longer here. He has nothin