All Chapters of Beautiful Betrayal: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The moment Guerero saw the blood, fear finally crushed through his pride.Nothing else mattered after that.Not the earlier argument.Not the humiliation.Not Genaro.Only Ruby’s pale face and the possibility of losing his child.Guerero immediately rode toward Genaro’s group without hesitation. Earlier, he noticed one of the lycan healers traveling with them. Reaching Genaro was faster than turning around and losing an entire day riding back toward his own territory.And deep down, Guerero already knew they did not have that kind of time.Panic clawed violently through him now.Followed closely by guilt.Because no matter how hard he tried to avoid the truth…this happened because of him.He hated admitting it.Hated that the woman bleeding inside the carriage was not Azerbel.Hated that the child in danger belonged to Ruby instead.But terror swallowed his pride whole.“Can your healer see my mate?” Guerero asked sharply the second he reached Genaro.He tried keeping his voice stead

Genaro allowed his healer to stay behind with Guerero.But he never once stepped toward Ruby’s tent himself.The birth came far too early.Anyone could see how bad the situation was becoming.Ruby’s body was already exhausted, but worse than that… her mind was breaking under the pressure too.Meanwhile, Guerero’s guilt grew heavier with every passing hour.The worst part was that he was not completely heartless.Not truly.That was what made everything uglier.Because Guerero always let emotion control him before reason could.Anger.Jealousy.Pride.Every terrible choice he made started there.Seeing Azerbel happy beside Genaro had pushed something unstable inside him past its limit completely.And now he hated himself for it.Hated what his life became.But instead of fully accepting blame, Guerero did what he always did best.He searched for someone else to carry part of the fault.Sometimes Ruby.Sometimes Genaro.Sometimes even Azerbel.Deep down, Guerero could not survive guilt

“This stupid fool…”Genaro’s voice came out low and dangerous as he stared at the invitation in his hand.The paper crumpled slightly beneath his grip.It was an invitation from the Hellfire Pack.A celebration for Guerero’s firstborn son.Another grand gathering.Another public show.Another excuse for Guerero to drag Azerbel back into his sight.Genaro’s jaw tightened further when he reached the final part of the letter.Guerero planned to give Azerbel the necklace during the celebration itself.Of course he did.Genaro immediately saw through the polite wording.Guerero was provoking him.Again.The bastard still refused to let Azerbel go completely.And somehow, even after everything, he still believed he could pull her attention back toward him.Genaro felt irritation burn hotter beneath his skin.Because now he could not simply hand Azerbel the necklace like he promised.He already told her she would have it within a few days.Instead, Guerero forced him to wait an entire week a

Guerero knew he could not avoid this conversation anymore.But standing in front of his mother now, the words still refused to come out properly.For some reason, he suddenly felt young again.Like a boy caught making a mistake he could not undo.And he hated that feeling.Hated the disappointment he already knew he would see in Luna Lorraine’s eyes the moment he mentioned the necklace.Part of him was even beginning to regret agreeing to Genaro’s demand in the first place.If Ruby had not stressed herself so badly…If she had not made everything harder…then none of this would have happened.He would not be standing here preparing to ask his mother to give away the one thing she treasured most.“What is it, son?” Luna Lorraine asked carefully.Her sharp eyes narrowed immediately.“You don’t look well.”The concern in her voice only made Guerero feel more trapped.“Tell me what happened.”Guerero forced himself to stay calm while explaining everything.Ruby’s labor.The healer.Genaro

Ruby hated the way Guerero looked at Azerbel.Not casually.Not politely.He looked at her like someone staring at a wound that never healed.It made Ruby’s stomach twist painfully.There should not have been anything left between them anymore.The mate bond was gone.Broken.Finished.Guerero’s bond belonged to her now.At least… it was supposed to.But whatever existed between them felt weak and brittle lately.Like something already dying quietly.A dry leaf hanging on by its last thread.Still, Ruby refused to let her emotions show openly.Not here.Not in front of everyone.Especially not in front of Azerbel.So she kept her posture graceful.Her expression soft.Her movements elegant.No matter how much discomfort clawed at her chest.But honestly…it was difficult not to feel overshadowed.Because Azerbel carried herself differently now.Not timid.Not uncertain.She moved like someone who finally knew exactly where she belonged.And somehow, despite being surrounded by werewol