《Betrayed by Alpha : The Wolf's revenge》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

Ronan’s POVI paced the length of my private study, my footsteps heavy against the polished wood. Every time I closed my eyes, the same scene came back to me. I saw Vexley—Ravenna—with her shaking fingers pressed against her throat and the top buttons of her silk blouse left open. The image stayed stuck in my head, refusing to leave no matter how hard I tried.Seeing the exposed skin of her chest hit me hard, but what hurt even more was the situation itself. My pride burned with jealousy and anger. What was she doing there? And why was Kael staring at her like she already belonged to him?"It’s none of your business," I muttered to myself, gripping the back of a leather chair until the wood groaned. "She’s just a transfer student. A stranger."But my wolf ignored reason. It kept circling in my mind, filled with a strong possessive anger I hadn’t felt in years. The jealousy was a physical weight, thick and suffocating. I had spent three years being loyal to Thalia’s memory and then t

Thalia’s POVThe moment the door clicked shut and that girl stepped out into the hallway, my wolf didn't just growl—she roared. It was a vicious, clawing sound inside my skull that made my vision blur with a sudden heat.There she was. Vexley Aleron. The same nameless transfer student who had put me on the floor last night, the same girl who had turned my future mother-in-law against me. And now, she was stepping out of my fiancé’s private quarters, looking entirely too smug."Oh... little Omega," I spat, my voice laced with venom as I stepped out from behind the stone pillar, blocking her path. "Why the hell are you coming out of my mate's office?"Vexley stopped mid-step. For a fraction of a second, she looked bored. Then, she slowly turned toward me, a devilish, mocking smirk spreading across her lips. She didn't cower neither did she drop her head. Instead, she took a deliberate step closer to me, completely invading my space.As she moved, a wave of her scent washed over me.

Raveena's POV I had spent the entire week trapped in my own head, and it was driving me insane.Every hour, each minute and second, I always remember the look on Ronan’s face when he stormed out of my life days ago. I had been too harsh. Way too harsh towards him. In my eagerness to push his buttons and make him feel the sting of my presence, I had pushed him right into a corner. Now, he was actively avoiding me, and my plans were stalling before they even truly began. If he wouldn't even look at me, how was I supposed to destroy him?I was angry at myself. The calculation had been wrong. If I couldn't get back into his good graces, this whole mission was going to fall apart.I was so consumed by my own frustration, so busy cursing my own stupidity as I walked down the crowded east corridor, that I didn't even see him turning the corner.And suddenly, my shoulder slammed into a broad chest that felt like stone, my heavy textbooks flying out of my arms. They hit the floor with a lou

Ravenna’s POVThe silence in the cafeteria suddenly exploded into chaos. The loud *click* of phone cameras filled the room as countless people rushed to capture the humiliating sight of the pack’s future Luna covered in dark gravy and mashed potatoes. No one saw it coming. In the entire history of this academy, no one had ever stood up to Thalia. She had ruled these halls like a tyrant, crushing anyone who dared to look at her wrong. But she had never met me. Not the real me."You bitch!" Thalia shrieked, her voice cracking with pure humiliation.She tried to claw at my face, but I didn't give her the chance. Tightening my grip on her hair, I dragged her forward and shoved her with every ounce of strength in my body. She lost her footing on the greasy floor and crashed hard into a nearby table, tumbling down until she landed flat on her ass in the middle of the spilled food.The tension in the room became heavy and hard to breathe through. Thalia quickly got to her feet, her face co

Ravenna’s POV Two days had passed since the explosion in the cafeteria, and the campus was still vibrating from the aftershocks. Thalia had spent her weekend dragging heavy crates across the training grounds under the watchful eyes of the guards, humiliated and silent, while I had kept my head down, playing the part of the quiet, deeply traumatized victim.But my quiet peace didn't last. By Monday morning, a low-ranking student had slid a folded piece of parchment into my locker. *My office. After hours. Don't be late, pet.*Now, the door of the history department closed behind me with a soft, final click. The office was dimly lit, the heavy velvet curtains drawn tight to block out the late afternoon sun.Professor Kael sat behind his desk, his jacket removed, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows. He didn't look up when I entered. He simply finished writing a line on a scroll, blew the ink dry, and then set his quill down."Two days, Ravenna," Kael murmured, his d