All Chapters of Bound By Deception:The Alpha’s Betrayal : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jenn’s POV I stared at my phone, feeling like I was going to be sick. What was I supposed to do? Tristan was an innocent man I’d pulled from the edge of death. I’d brought him into my pack, promised him safety, and now Morgan had him. I didn’t know what connection they had – if any. I only knew that Morgan had visited him in the infirmary, and that something about that visit had felt wrong. But Tristan had looked afraid of her, not allied with her. And considering all this, I couldn’t help but wonder if this now was a trap. Well, it was definitely a trap. But what if Tristan was genuinely in danger? What if he needed saving? What if my sitting here thinking instead of acting was endangering him the more? I pushed the doubts aside. He was a member of this pack now and directly under my protection. I couldn’t abandon him when he needed me the most. That brought me to the next part. If I went there alone, I wouldn’t be able to help him much. Not without my wolf at full strength. I k

Jenn’s POV Tristan stepped forward, placing himself between us and the charging man. His stance was defensive, protective. He wasn’t with them. He was never with them. The man skidded to a halt, confusion flashing across his face. “What are you doing? She’s the enemy!” Tristan didn’t answer. He just stood there, his body a shield, his eyes meeting mine for a fraction of a second. In that glance, I saw everything – fear, desperation, and a desperate plea for forgiveness. Then Morgan’s voice cut through the chaos like a blade. “Tristan! Get out of there this second!” He flinched. His whole body tensed, and for one terrible moment, I thought he would listen to her. But he didn’t move. He stayed exactly where he was, blocking the man’s path. The man snarled and lunged. Tristan met him head-on. They crashed together, rolling across the forest floor. I stared, frozen, as Tristan – the broken man I’d found in the woods, the victim I’d tried to protect – fought with a ferocity I hadn

Wade’s POV Morgan was nowhere to be found and Jenn was livid! I stared at her in astonishment. Was she even serious right now? “I am going to repeat my question, Jenn,” I growled, “What have you done to my mate?!” “What have I done to your mate?” She shot her brow up at me, “Your so-called mate just tried to kill Tristan. And she almost succeeded.” I saw the fire in her eyes, the grief still raw from whatever had happened in that forest. But I wasn’t ready to believe it. Couldn’t be ready. “That’s a lie!” I said through gritted teeth. “How on earth would Morgan do something like that?! She’s just – she’s carrying my child! She can barely defend herself!” “We have about a dozen witnesses, Wade!” she stopped me, and my mouth opened in shock. “She is hardly helpless! Moreover, she isn’t even just a wolf! She’s a god damn were-fox!” I stared at her blankly, unable to follow her words and not knowing what to say. But then I clenched my fists and looked at the crowd that came with h

Morgan’s POV One thing I knew more than anything else was that my father might kill me! The plan had almost gone awry. No, it really had, save for Tristan stepping in. A tear slipped down my face as I recalled the look on his face when he stepped between Jenn and our men. I wiped the tears immediately. I wasn’t even supposed to be crying. Tristan was only doing what he needed to do, for us. For our child. The one and only thing I now had to hold over his head. Subconsciously, my free hand touches my belly, caressing it gently. This – this pregnancy was all Tristan cared about now. For it, he will do anything. I closed my eyes and cursed. What a fool. I drove fast. Faster than the set limit, but they should know. I’ve never been one to follow rules. The trees blurred past my window, dark shapes in the night, but I didn’t slow down. Couldn’t. Not until I was sure no one was following me. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles ached. Every few seconds, I che

Morgan’s POV I watched as Osiris stepped forward, my heart pounding against my ribs. The guards still held my arms, but they’d paused at my father’s signal, waiting to see what would be said before dragging me to my fate. “Jenn Vale still has her wolf,” Osiris said, his voice carrying that infuriating calm he always wore like armor. “She’s fully healed. Stronger than before, and I believe she carries what we seek. I witnessed it myself at the pack gathering when the wolves chose sides. Her eyes glowed gold – not just a flicker, but full presence.” My father’s gaze snapped to me. “You knew this?” I opened my mouth, but no words came. What could I say? Yes, I knew. I’d seen it. And I’d said nothing because I knew what it would mean – that Jenn was more dangerous than ever, that my failure was even greater, that his interest in her would only deepen. “Answer me,” he growled. “I – I saw it too,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “At the gathering. But with everything that