Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Betrayed Barren: Claimed By The Blind Alpha Uncle: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONEMIREYA'S POVI froze in shock, and the first aid box slipped from my hands, crashing onto the floor and scattering its contents everywhere.“Alpha…”The word caught in my throat because, at that moment, my body was betraying me.It was the first time I had ever seen him shirtless.How could someone look so perfect?My gaze lingered on him before I could stop myself. His Alpha eyes were fixed on me, intense and piercing, while I shamelessly took in every detail of his body. His broad shoulders, the veins running along his powerful arms, the hard lines of his abs... everything about him radiated strength.Just standing there, he seemed larger than life.Maybe I actually wanted him.The realization hit me harder than it should have.His hand rested casually against the towel wrapped around his waist, and my thoughts immediately wandered somewhere dangerous. I imagined those strong fingers on me, touching me, making me forget everything else.My gaze dropped lower.The to

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREEMIREYA'S POVSince last night, I hadn't been able to sleep. I kept thinking about him, aching for him in ways I didn't want to admit. The way Knox looked at me was starting to bother me. Not because of emotions, but because his gaze was always so direct, so focused, as though he could actually see my face. Every time he looked at me, a strange uneasiness settled inside my chest. He was face-blind. At least, that was what everyone believed. So why did it sometimes feel as though his eyes could see straight through me? No way. That was impossible. Yet the thought refused to leave my mind.Every time things became even slightly complicated, he kept running away. He rarely smiled, and when he did, the smile vanished almost immediately, as though he had no right to hold on to happiness. Maybe it wasn't me he was running away from. Maybe he was simply running away from happiness itself. The realization left a bitter taste in my mouth.“Whatever it is,” I muttered under my

CHAPTER FIFTY FIVEMIREYA'S POV“Who is she?” I asked.I was getting tipsy, but I remained firm.Knox smirked slightly before pulling away and taking another sip of his wine. He was getting tipsy too. He had already finished six glasses, and this was the strongest wine in his cellar.I thought he would avoid the question as usual.Instead, he started talking. Slowly. Carefully.Like he was opening a wound that had never truly healed.He told me about the girl he had once dated. Since he couldn't perceive his fated mate, he had chosen someone himself. For a while, things had been good. Normal. Peaceful.Then she was kidnapped by one of his enemies.His voice remained calm as he explained it, but I could hear the strain beneath every word.They had tracked the kidnappers down. They had found the location.And in the process of trying to save her, he ended up killing her instead.The enemy had deliberately switched their appearances, dressing another woman like his girlfriend and disguis

CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVENMIREYA'S POV“Ahhh…” My voice was raw with desire as I arched my hips against his hand while he thrust his fingers hard into me. All of a sudden, I could feel it coming. My orgasm built so strongly that I felt like my body was about to explode. My hips buckled as my pussy clenched around his fingers, locking him tightly as I desperately needed to come.“I'm coming…” I panted with a broken voice.“Come for me, Reya. Let me see you come,” he rasped, and I started grinding down on his fingers, jerking as the orgasm crashed into me.My hips jolted as I gushed around him, coating his fingers with my warm juices. I moaned loudly, arching against the pillow.“Good girl.” He removed his fingers, dripping with my warm juice, and licked them clean. He leaned in to kiss me again, like he was running out of something, but I didn't think much of it. I just wanted him. I kissed him back, exploring his mouth and tasting myself on his tongue.Then he took off his trousers, leaving

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINEKNOX'S POVLast night still felt like a dream to me. Opening up to her, letting my guard down, and allowing things to go further than I ever thought they would. Part of me still couldn't believe it had happened. Yet beneath the warmth of those memories, guilt continued to creep into my chest. The realization refused to leave me alone. For the entire night, I had been able to see her face clearly. Every expression, every smile, every glance. There was no confusion, no blur, no frustrating emptiness where a face should have been. Her touch and her kisses had somehow become a temporary cure for my face blindness. It made no sense. No medical explanation could justify it, and yet it was happening. I should tell her. I knew I should. But how could I explain something I barely understood myself? The last thing I wanted was to burden her with something so strange. More importantly, I wanted to keep her safe. The less she knew, the safer she would be. At least that was w