All Chapters of Betrayed by Alpha : The Wolf's revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ravenna’s POV I sat very close to Ronan on a long leather bench. My finger traced a map of the old territories, and I was explaining how the border lines had shifted during the great pack wars fifty years ago. I kept my voice calm, smooth, and clear, acting like the perfect teacher.But as the minutes ticked by, I noticed that the room had become very quiet. Ronan was not writing any notes. He was not even looking at the map.I paused and turned my head to look at him. Ronan was leaning his elbow on the table, staring straight into my face. His blue eyes were wide, and he was tracking every small movement of my lips and eyes. He looked completely lost, as if he were under a strange spell."Why are you staring at me like that, Prince Ronan?" I asked. I softened my voice, making myself look innocent and a little bit embarrassed by his heavy gaze. "Is there something wrong with my explanation?"Ronan blinked, as if he were suddenly waking up from a deep dream. He let out a long breath a

Ravenna’s POV Beneath my calm and collected face, my heart was a chaotic mess. When Ronan had pressed his lips against mine in the dark library, I had forced myself to pull away and act completely furious. I had to do it. If I had melted into his touch, I would have appeared too easy, too cheap, and a man like Ronan would have lost interest. My anger was a shield, a calculated chess move to keep him chasing me.But as we walked through the garden, the raw truth of that kiss kept vibrating under my skin. It had been entirely different from what I expected. The moment his mouth touched mine, my wolf had practically jumped up and down with happiness inside my chest. It shocked me to my very bones. Five years ago, Ronan and I had rejected each other completely. The bond was supposed to be dead, broken into pieces by the fire and the betrayal. So why was my wolf still crying out for him? Why did his touch feel like coming home? I squeezed the strap of my leather bag tightly, forcing th

Thalia’s POVSilas did not just kiss me; he completely consumed me. The moment the bedroom door clicked lock behind him, he moved like a hungry animal. He pulled my body so hard against his wide chest that the air left my lungs. His lips were rough, hot, and demanding. He pressed his mouth over mine with a deep, wild hunger that made my whole mind go blank. My knees went completely soft under my silk dress, and a low, breathless moan escaped from the back of my throat, sliding right into his mouth.His hands did not stay still for a single second. They moved rapidly down my spine, gripping my lower back, and then slid down to squeeze my hips tightly. He knew every single inch of my body, and his fingers began exploring my curves through the smooth silk fabric, pulling me closer and closer until there was absolutely no space left between us.When he finally lifted his mouth away so we could breathe, his dark eyes were burning with a dangerous, golden heat. He rested his forehead aga

Ravenna’s POV Three weeks had passed since the night King Charles almost caught my scent in the royal garden. Three weeks of playing the quiet, perfect tutor, moving in and out of the Bloodmoon Palace like a ghost.On the surface, nothing big had happened between Ronan and me. We sat at the same library table, read from the same heavy strategy books, and spoke in polite, quiet voices. But beneath the surface, the air between us had grown so thick and hot with sexual tension that it was becoming hard to breathe.It was in the little things. The accidental brushing of our fingers when we passed a notebook back and forth. The way his heavy eyes stared at my face whenever he thought I was not looking. Every single time I stood near him, I could feel the intense, raw power of his wolf holding back, struggling with everything it had to keep from reaching out and claiming me right there on the floor.Seeing him suffer in silence actually made me feel a small twinge of regret. I regretted

Ravenna’s POV The harsh morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, cutting across my face. I blinked my eyes open, groaning slightly as my mind cleared. I rolled over on the massive bed as the room was completely quiet.I sat up, pulling the blanket around my bare shoulders, and stared at the pillows beside me. Everything that had happened yesterday afternoon came rushing back into my brainThe taste of his cock, the heavy growls and the raw, desperate way he had held me. For a few moments, as I lay there in the quiet room, a strange ache hit my chest. It felt exactly like it did years ago—back when Ronan was still my fated mate, back when he actually looked at me with real, untainted love instead of raw lust.Deep inside my chest, my wolf let out a soft, happy whimper, stretching herself as if she were perfectly content.*Shut up,* I snapped at her inwardly, my jaw clenching with sudden irritation. I absolutely hated how easily my wolf succumbed to his presence. The fire,