Bound By Deception:The Alpha’s Betrayal のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Jenn’s POVThere was a strange man in Alva’s house and something told me he was here for me!It took me a few seconds to accept that the man standing at the entrance of the balcony was real. It took a minute for his words to sink in and make myself relaxed enough not to see him as a threat. And a few more to force myself not to panic.I stood still, barefoot on the cold floor, my fingers tightened around the silk robe clutched to my chest. Screaming would be pointless. Even if Alva heard me – and I doubted she would – no one would reach me fast enough.And I wouldn’t stand a chance in a fight. At least not while I was still missing my wolf. Still, I reached inward instinctively, calling out to the familiar presence that had always answered me before, but just as it had been happening for the past few weeks, there was no response. Instead, all that answered back was emptiness. I pushed the irritation and fear that flared to life inside me back and turned to the man. After all, he was

Wade’s POV “What do you mean by severing a bond?” The words ripped out of me as I stared at the message glowing on my phone screen. My office suddenly felt too small, too tight for the rage swelling in my chest. Alpha Rowan of Ashfall Pack was not a man who wasted words or played games. He was direct, brutally so. Which was why the message unsettled me more than I wanted to admit. I’d already read the message more than a thousand times since I received it a day ago, but I read it again. “I’ve just received information that the Alpha King is hosting a summit to discuss dissolving your mate bond with Luna Jenn. I decided to reach out to you because this is coming as news to me, since I had no idea you guys had a falling out. All the Alphas and Lunas are talking. What’s going on, Wade?” I clenched the phone in my hand, my breathing uneven. Dissolving a mating bond. Severing it. Divorce. Different words, same meaning. What the hell was Jenn thinking? Why would she do this without eve

Jenn’s POV “Jenn –” “You don’t get to blame me.” My Alpha overpowered him, pushing him away from me and creating distance between us. Surprise flashed in his eyes but he was quick to hide it. I didn’t care. “You don’t get to be sorry for what happened and play victim. Get out!” He reached for me. “Calm down –” “Don’t touch me!” I shrieked. He stepped back. “Fine. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” I stared at him, not even trying to tame the tempest storm that was racing inside me. “Can I ask you one thing?” I said after a while. He hesitated, then nodded. “If Morgan and I were in danger,” I asked quietly, thinking back to the day Morgan pushed me off the cliff and the comment she made. “and you could only save one of us… who would it be?” His face went pale and his throat bobbed. For some reason, he couldn’t meet my eyes and that told me all I needed to know. “I– Jenn –” I nodded slowly. “You don’t have to answer.” I stepped aside and pointed to the door. “We’re done

Wade’s POV The look I saw in her eyes resembled that of men who have been pushed beyond their limits. She looked like she’d gone mad and that insanity was tearing her from the seams. For a minute, I felt a slight tug of guilt in my chest, but it was gone as soon as I remembered that she was soon going to sever our bond. Not only ending everything we had shared, but taking everything from me and destroying my life. No matter what, I couldn’t let that happen. A part of me wanted to turn around and barge into the house again and make sure I didn’t leave if Jenn wasn’t coming with me, even if I had to drag her back to the pack house by the hair. But I knew that would be making a grave mistake. Whether I admitted it to myself or not, it seemed my wife now had a lot of backing. I sensed that was what was giving her the guts to go against me. Something she never once thought of doing in the past Climbing down Alva’s steps, I stared at the wood as if it might open again if I waited

Morgan’s POVTristan’s breath caught as my fingers traced the hard line of his jaw, a subtle tremor running through him that had nothing to do with his injuries. I watched his pupils dilate, the gold in his irises flickering like a candle fighting a draft. The hunger I was looking for was there, simmering beneath his careful restraint. The bond between us pulled taut in the silence.Pushing my wolf upwards to meet his fox. For a moment, I thought about the first time I felt the bond. The first time ever that I felt love for a person that wasn’t me or my father’s ambition. Something flared inside me at the realization that he still wanted me. He still needed me. That was my foothold.I let my hand drift from his jaw down the column of his throat, feeling the jump of his pulse beneath my fingertips. A predator assessing her prey. A general inspecting her weapon. He was both to me – a weakness and a tool, all wrapped in familiar skin and haunting memories.I shifted closer on the bed u