Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn of the Betrayed Luna: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

The air the following morning was thick with things left unsaid. I hardly had a chance to get my bearings before my father appeared. His eyes were cold, burning with controlled rage as he stood within Alpha Don's office. The air between us was warm and proper—dark oaken shelves stood against the walls, crowded with leather-bound volumes and artifacts of a bygone era. The smell of wood polish and aged parchment lingered in the air like a memory. But none of that was soothing the tempest raging within my chest.His voice was low, but there was a vibration of urgency in it. "Melody," he said, his eyes never looking away from mine, "what occurred?I swallowed hard, my fists clenched at my side. My fingernails dug into my palms, keeping me grounded. The truth rubbed against my ribs, unyielding and cutting. Yet, I pushed it out."Jay… he wants to claim me. He's attempting to push me into submission."The words ignited a fire in the back of my father's eyes. His jaw hardened, the muscle trem

Sleep would not descend.I was in bed, my body immobile but my thoughts a whirlwind. The moonlight poured softly through the drapes, making pale shadows dance across the floor. It was midnight close—by that time, I should have been fast asleep. But I was staring at the ceiling, eyes fixed, mind reeling with one name: Don.Each time I shut my eyes, I saw him in my mind's eye, his voice, the heat of his hand on mine, the stubborn spark of his eye. I resented how much I missed him. Each passing day not getting to see him seemed to drag on an eternity. I assured myself that I was okay. That I didn't need him. That I was capable of doing everything on my own. But I was cheating myself.The harder I tried to forget, the more I needed to have him around. And that made me even more angry.I'm glad that Don is my destined mate—Goddess knows, he made any woman feel desired—but I could not afford another relationship. Not now. Not when I was yet caught up in the turmoil with Jay. I required clos

A month had passed since that evening -- when Father discovered Don in my room. Everything was different since then.There were now several guards posted close to my balcony. I could no longer step outside without being watched. Freedom, privacy, peace. All were gone after that shameful encounter. The palace walls were as close as ever, and there were whispers behind every step I took.I always remained within my room, not daring to venture out unless indispensable. The prospect of confronting my stepmother, Agatha, terrified me. I knew she was angry with me—and who wouldn't be? I had spurned her son, and that in itself was enough to merit her rage. Her disapproving stares, the tension in her tone whenever we met, and the cold silence she provided instead of compassion—all these served as a reminder that I had let her down so badly. But little did she know that my choice wasn't fueled by spite. I just followed what my heart could no longer turn away from. Nevertheless, evading her was

The velvet curtain of the carriage moved silently as I entered, anticipating solitude. The door closed behind me, and I was greeted with the demanding gaze of a man I hadn't noticed within the engagement ceremony. He was already in there, his dominance occupying the small room."You look surprised to see me," Don Carter replied with a maddening grin. "This is my pack. You can expect me to be here."I bristled but remained silent as I sat across from him. "I didn't catch you at Maya's engagement," I spoke calmly. "I figured you were holding down the fort at your mall business."I did not nod to him. I did not greet him. We were well beyond that."Were you waiting for me?" he queried, a spark of amusement dancing in his eyes like flames. "Were you hoping to see me?"The gall."Who was the guy who snuck into my bedroom at midnight?" I retorted instead, leaning my head. "It was not about anticipating seeing you. I just knew you'd manage to trap me, like always."I stroked my temple in frustratio

Don's POVThe instant my warrior told me that Melody's carriage had been attacked, my heart sank. He added the coachman survived and returned with a letter written to me personally. The note read, If you want to see her alive again, give up the alpha seat selection!"Without losing a moment more, I rode directly to the Madison Pack. My head was spinning the whole time—worry, guilt, and anger swirling together in me like a hurricane I couldn't still."When I got there, Alpha Andrew was already sitting, his eyes blazing with anger. He didn't even attempt to conceal it. We sat in his study, which included his beta, Mark, and my own, Jerry. The air was thick with tension. No one said anything for a long time."We believe Jay kidnapped her," Beta Jerry said. "There's no one else with motive or nerve enough."Alpha Andrew pounded his hand on the table. "If he ever wants to witness another sunrise, he'd better pray she returns safely!" he snarled.I swallowed hard. "We have to be sure that t