Todos los capítulos de Betrayed by Alpha : The Wolf's revenge: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Ravenna’s POVI stood frozen by the edge of the bed, my eyes wide as I stared down at the scattered photographs.The images were crisp and sharp, taking away any room for denial. There I was, stepping into the professor’s private study earlier that afternoon. There was another angle showing me seated close to his desk. And worst of all, a clear shot captured the exact moment his fingers cupped my face while he leaned in, right before I pushed him away.A cold wave of realization washed over me. The Queen.It all made sense now. That was why Luna Selena had stepped out of the shadows with that sharp, sinister smile on her face. That was why she had sneered and told me 'We shall see, you little bitch' with so much supreme confidence. She had set her private spies on me the moment I left the palace gates. She had been waiting for me to make a single wrong move, and I had walked straight into her trap.I lifted my head slowly, looking at Ronan. His chest was heaving, his hands clenched

Queen Selena’s POVThe moment Ravenna’s footsteps faded down the quiet corridor, the arrogant composure I had held instantly shattered into a thousand pieces.My knees buckled. I stumbled back against my chaise, gripping the silk fabric tightly to keep myself from collapsing onto the hard floor. A long, shaky breath escaped my lips, my chest heaving up and down under my golden robes. Hot, terrified sweat broke out across my forehead. My mind was spinning in pure horror.How does she know that name? I thought, my heart hammering like a trapped bird against my ribs. How on earth does a low-born girl from nowhere know about Ravenna?Five years ago, that dark event had been buried under six feet of dirt and burning ash. Every single record had been scrubbed clean. Every witness had been silenced, intimidated, or driven away into the dark corners of the territory. No one in this palace—knew the full, bloody truth of what had happened to that pathetic omega girl after she took the fall

Ronan’s POVThe heavy silence was cold enough to freeze my breath. I stood at the staircase, my feet glued to the floor, staring down at my mother as her words settled into my brain like slow poison."She has the audacity to enter my room, Ronan," my mother whispered. She stepped closer to me, looking around the hallway to make sure no servant or guard was anywhere near us. "She looked me dead in the eye and spoke her name. She said, 'That was how you killed Ravenna five years ago after she took the fall for your son's crime.' She knew every single thing!"My breath hitched in my throat. Cold sweat trickled down through me. "She talked about the framed charges, she talked about the pack burning to the ground. She talked about Ravenna being hunted down in the woods. She knows the entire story, Ronan! She is not who she claims to be! I am telling you, that girl is a dangerous snake inside our home!"I stood there completely speechless. The blood drained from my face, leaving me feelin

Ravenna’s POVI sat at the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the wall, when my phone suddenly vibrated in my palm. The bright screen showed an incoming call from an unlisted number.I frowned and swiped the screen. "Hello?""Ravenna, it's me," the professor’s deep, quiet voice sounded through the speaker.My body instantly went rigid. I gripped the phone tighter against my ear, my heart skipping a beat. "Professor? Why are you calling me? I told you we shouldn't—""Listen to me very carefully," he interrupted, his tone dead serious and completely cold. "You need to come meet me right now. I have found something extremely important. But you must be very careful. Ronan might have already discovered who you truly are, and he is likely keeping a close tab on you."A sharp wave of ice-cold shock shot straight through my chest, making my breath catch in my throat. My knees felt weak."What?!" I gasped out, my voice trembling violently. "What are you talking about?! How is that even poss

Author’s POVThe wooden door clicked shut, leaving Prince Ronan and Ravenna trapped in a suffocating silence.Ronan’s eyes were fixed on hers. His hands were clenched into tight fists at his sides.When his mother had first pulled him into her private study three hours ago and shoved those blurry, high-resolution photographs into his hands, Ronan had refused to believe it. He had stared at the image of a bloodied woman lying on a surgical table—her face bandaged, her skin pale, her bone structure being surgically reconstructed—and felt a wave of denial wash over him.He had wanted to scream at his mother. He had wanted to throw the envelope into the fireplace and burn the evidence to ash.But as he stood in his mother’s room, the memories of the past three days had rushed back into his mind. He remembered the cold, distant look in Ravenna’s eyes. He remembered the sudden, reckless car chase on the highway three days ago, when she had sped through a red light just to lose him from tr