All Chapters of Betrayed by Alpha : The Wolf's revenge: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Ravenna’s POVI spent the entirety of the following morning waiting for the heavy axe to fall.Every single time a palace guard’s boots echoed down the quiet hallway, or a knock sounded at my bedroom door, my stomach twisted into a tight knot. I fully expected a squad of royal enforcers to burst into my room, bind my wrists in iron chains, and drag me down to the dungeons under the order of the Alpha King. I expected the professor to have lost his mind completely and spilled every dark detail of my identity to the court.But as the hours ticked slowly past noon, nothing happened.The palace remained entirely peaceful. Ronan stopped by my room to kiss my forehead and bring me fresh pastries, chatting happily about the venue decorations before leaving for a training session with his warriors. By mid-afternoon, a wave of profound relief washed over my frayed nerves.I let out a soft, mocking laugh as I sat by the window. *He couldn't do it.*Just as I had predicted, the professor was

Ravenna’s POVThe heavy silence in the room stretched thin as Ronan unbuckled his sword belt, the thick leather drop onto the side table with a dull thud. He looked into my eyes for a few seconds before asking me anything. I could see the concern on his face. “Vexley?" Ronan asked. He reached out to gently cup my face with both hands. "What is going on? Why do you look like that? You're trembling."I let out a shaky breath, allowing my eyes to fill with glossed, frightened tears—a performance I had perfected over five long, painful years. I looked up into his face, making sure my lip quivered slightly as I raised my hands to rest timidly against his chest."It's... it's your mother, Ronan," I stammered softly, lowering my eyes as if I was too terrified to even speak her name out loud. "She sent for me earlier today. She called me to her private chambers."Ronan’s hands instantly tightened on my cheeks, his jaw clenching hard. The air in the room grew noticeably colder as his aur

Ravenna’s POVFor the first time in days, a quiet peace seemed to settle over the palace.I sat at the vanity table, absentmindedly brushing my hair when a sharp chime echoed from my phone resting on the nightstand. I picked it up, unlocking the screen to find an anonymous text message from a private number.I know who you are. I know exactly what you are doing in that palace, Ravenna.My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly forced myself to take a deep, steadying breath. A cold smirk touched my lips as I tossed the phone onto the bed.*Nice try, Selena,* I thought to myself. It had to be the Luna Queen. After her screaming match with Ronan yesterday, she was likely trying to play mind games with me, hoping to stir up panic and force me into making a careless mistake before the wedding. She was desperate, and desperate people resorted to pathetic, anonymous threats. I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.A pair of strong, familiar arms wrapped gently around my

Ravenna’s POVI stood motionless beside the table, my eyes wide in disbelief.For a moment, I couldn't move or speak."Thalia?" I breathed out, the name tasting like bitter ash on my tongue. "What... what are you doing here?"Thalia tilted her head and let out a mocking laugh.She slid her dark sunglasses up into her hair and pulled out the chair across from mine, making herself completely at home."Oh, sweet Vexley," Thalia purred, smoothing down the front of her beautiful dress. "Or should I say... Ravenna? You look like you've just seen a ghost."My chest heaved as panic flared violently in my veins. "Have you been following me? Are you stalking me, Thalia?!"Thalia laughed again, a dark, sharp sound that held zero warmth. "Stalking you? Oh, please. Don't flatter yourself, my dear. I don't have the patience to follow a common girl around all day."I stared at her, my mind frantically putting the scattered pieces together. The anonymous texts. The photos of my surgical bandages

I barely slept. I could hardly swallow a single bite of food. My entire life felt like a tight rope suspended over a dark, bottomless pit, and every step I took brought me closer to falling.Things between Ronan and me had become deeply awkward and unbearable. We barely spoke. When we were in the same room, the air was thick with a heavy, suffocating silence. He no longer looked at me with those warm, loving eyes full of bright affection. Instead, whenever his eyes landed on me, they were filled with a cold, distant pain. He spent his nights in a separate wing of the grand palace, leaving me completely alone in my bedroom.And through all this painful distance, the wedding preparations never stopped for a single second.The royal tailors came to measure me for my grand white gown. The entire pack was celebrating, completely unaware that the bride-to-be was carrying a sharp executioner's axe over her neck.Thalia’s deadly request hung over my head every single hour. She called my ph