Alle Kapitel von Bound By Deception:The Alpha’s Betrayal : Kapitel 121 – Kapitel 130

Liam’s POV I barely heard the door close behind Alva. By some miraculous intervention, Morgan had decided to give us the correct coordinates to Jenn’s location. My men had confirmed her presence there and now my wolf was desperate to get to her. I didn’t even stop to doubt that Morgan might be up to something. That she might be leading us to a trap. But who cared? She was there. She had to be. And I was going to save her even if I had to fight an army of the mad Alpha soldiers. My wolf surged beneath my skin, a living flame of urgency and desperate hope. Every instinct screamed at me to move, to shift, to tear through the distance between me and that compound. My muscles bunched with the need to run, to fight, to finally – finally – get my hands on the woman who had become my entire world. “Luke!” My voice cracked through the observation room like a whip. My Beta appeared in the doorway instantly, his eyes sharp and ready. “Get the team ready. We’re moving. Now.” “Alpha?” He gl

Liam’s POV I made my choice. Not because I trusted Bree. Far from that. Not because Tristan’s broken voice moved me more than the reports from my own men. Still, when I thought about it, I realized I couldn’t really trust Morgan. Trusting her was riskier than trusting these two. Moreover, my men were already stationed at the location she gave us. They could easily stage a rescue mission if I didn’t show up on time or once I gave the order from wherever I was. I glanced at Bree and Tristan. If I was wrong to trust them, and this was another deception, I would kill them both with my bare hands. But if I was right… “Luke.” My Beta appeared instantly. “Pull the team back from those coordinates. Tell them to hold position but not to engage. I’m taking a separate unit to the location Tristan gives us.” Luke’s eyes widened. “Alpha, if Morgan’s coordinates are real and we abandon –” “Then we lose time.” I cut him off. “But if Tristan is right and we go to Morgan’s trap, we lose every

Liam’s POV There was too much blood! Jenn looked small now that she was unconscious and she was limp in my arms, seemingly lifeless. Tears stained her too-pale face, and there was too much blood spread out over her skin to even see where it was coming from. My wolf whined inside me but I ignored him, even if it meant swallowing down my own devastation at seeing her like this. I needed to get her somewhere warm and let Bree take care of her. My wolf whined and clawed at me as I picked her up in my arms, cradling her against me. I headed back to where we’d left the vehicle, running as fast as I could while not jostling her too much. She was so small and fragile in my arms. I tightened my grip on her and ran faster. By the time I made it back to where Bree and Tristan were waiting by the vehicle, she was pacing, a worried expression on her face. I hurried past them , nodding at Luke who’s face had turned ashen at the sight of Jenn in my arms. Bree rushed towards me, directing m

Jenn’s POV The door clicked shut behind them, and I was alone with my thoughts. The thoughts were too heavy. There were too many of them. I’d noticed Bree’s guilty glances. Liam’s protective hovering. The way they’d exchanged looks like they were communicating without words. Something had happened while I was unconscious. Something they weren’t telling me. Of course something happened, I thought bitterly. The traitor is tending my wounds while my mate glares at her. So, why was she here? Why was Liam letting her tend to my injuries if he knew what she did? I’d known about Bree’s betrayal since the pack separation. Since Morgan stood in that conference room and threw my weakest secret in my face for everyone to hear. You don’t have a wolf, do you, Jenn? Only a handful of people knew that truth. Me. Alva. Alice. Liam. And Bree. I’d done the math in my head a hundred times since that day. Eliminated everyone else until only one name remained. But knowing and knowing were different

Jenn’s POV I stared at him for a long moment after he finished, unable to believe what I was hearing. Tristan was the fox prince. The same one that had gone missing for a year. Didn’t they say he showed up? If for that whole year he’d been locked up in the mad Alpha’s dungeon and only arrived at my territory not long after he was set free, then who showed up for the treaty? Although that had nothing to do with me, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Who was the imposter? Who was this man sitting across from me? He was Morgan’s fated mate. And also the father to her unborn child. My head was pounding. The room felt too small, too warm. I gripped the armrests of the chair, trying to ground myself, but my thoughts kept spinning – I thought of Wade’s face when he finds out, Morgan’s desperation, the child, the treaty, the war – “Jenn.” Liam’s voice snapped me out of the spiral I was falling into. I blinked. He was crouched beside my chair now, one hand on my knee, his eyes searching