All Chapters of Bound By Deception:The Alpha’s Betrayal : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Jenn’s POV The training grounds behind the Northern King’s estate were empty at this hour, and I preferred it that way – no guards watching, no Alphas measuring my weaknesses, just me, the dirt, and the dark power coiled beneath my skin like a sleeping serpent. I’d been at it for hours, sweat soaking through my shirt while my arms ached and my legs trembled, but I kept pushing, kept reaching for that place inside me where the power lived, kept trying to drag it into the light where I could control it, though it wasn’t working. Every time I called it, the power flickered and then disappeared – a tease, a taunt, like it was laughing at me. “Come on,” I muttered, throwing my hands forward, but nothing happened. I tried again, focusing deeper and pulling from the well I’d discovered at the cemetery, and the power surged – hot and hungry – making me gasp as it flooded my veins, my hands glowing black while I aimed at the training dummy across the yard and released it. The blast went

Jenn’s POV Wade stared at me, tears rolling down his cheek. He’s calmed down considerably, maybe even felt a little guilt but I could still feel his anger stirring. His hands were clenched into fists by his sides and every now and then, he would sigh. “You are pregnant with my child,” he said after a long time. “You had no right –” “I had every right.” I said firmly, placing a hand on my stomach. “I’m his mother. You lost the right to claim this child when you walked away from me – from us. I’m not doing this to spite you Wade, but you already made your bed, now you have to lie on it.” Wade’s face crumpled. He looked at Liam, then back at me. “How did you find us?” I asked. He shrugged. “Vicktor. He told me you were in trouble when I called to ask how the whole thing with the mad Alpha went.” His eyes dropped to my stomach. “He didn’t mention this part.And I never thought I’d walk into… this.” He looked at me for a long moment. “I want a paternity test,” he said. Liam moved.

Jenn’s POV The garden felt lighter after Wade left. Not because he was gone– though I felt a certain kind of relief in that – but because something between us had finally been said. Not forgiven, not healed, but acknowledged. He knew about our child. He’d felt the baby kick. And somehow, impossibly, he’d accepted the boundaries I’d set. I never expected it to go this well. It made my fears and nervousness feel so… misplaced. Still, with all the emotions, I felt I needed to talk to someone. I needed to offload some of the pressure I felt before I exploded, so I went in search of my best friend. Alice had returned to the Vale pack yesterday since she was one of the people keeping things there while I was here, so all I had now was Alva. I found her outside Vicktor’s estate sitting on a stone bench with her face turned toward the afternoon sun. She looked different. There was a glow about her that had nothing to do with the morning sun. “You’re radiant,” I said, settling beside her

Jenn’s POV I nodded once. “How are you feeling? Physically.” “Tired. Weak.” She glanced down at her bandaged side. “Bree says I’m healing well, but slower than I should be. The venom took a lot out of me.” “It nearly killed you.” “I know.” She met my eyes. “I know what I did, Jenn. I know who I hurt. I know I destroyed your marriage, nearly killed you, manipulated everyone who got close to me. I did it all because I thought if I was useful enough, my father might finally love me.” Her voice cracked. “He never did. He never will. And I threw away everything – everything – chasing something that was never real.” Alva shifted against the wall, her jaw tight. I could feel her anger radiating across the room, but she kept her promise and stayed silent. “I’m not asking for your forgiveness,” Morgan continued. “I don’t deserve it. I’m not even asking for a second chance. I just… I wanted you to know that I know. I know what I did. And I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Jenn. For everything.” Th

Jenn’s POV Mornings arrived too early. I stood at the window of our borrowed quarters, watching the first pale light creep over the mountains. Liam’s arms were wrapped around me from behind, his chin resting on my shoulder, his breath warm against my neck. Neither of us had slept well. The baby had been restless, and my mind had been even more so. “He’ll be fine,” Liam murmured, as if reading my thoughts. “Tristan is stronger than he looks.” “I know.” I pressed my hand against the glass. “It’s not him I’m worried about. It’s what happens if he fails. If the Fox Queen refuses to break the alliance. If she decides her loyalty to the Mad Alpha matters more than her son.” Liam was quiet for a moment. “Then we will find another way. We always do.” I turned in his arms to face him. His blue eyes were soft in the morning light, but there was steel beneath them – the unshakeable certainty of a man who had led armies and won wars and would not be defeated by anything, least of all a fox