Lahat ng Kabanata ng Once Betrayed Now Untouchable : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Karina's P O V.To get to my front door, you had to pass the main community gate, the building's security desk, and then use a key FOB in the elevator.How had Edward managed to bypass all of it? Even Adrian's cold, mocking expression faltered, replaced by a flicker of genuine surprise at my question.Just then, Edward staggered to his feet and stumbled toward me. The stench of stale alcohol hit me like a physical blow, and I couldn't stop my nose from wrinkling.How did you get here? I demanded. He completely ignored me. His eyes zeroing in on Adrian, before snapping back to me, did you sleep with him?He snarled. Gripping the armrests of my wheelchair, he loomed over me, his voice, a deafening roar that echoed in the hallway.Without a second thought, my hand flew up and cracked hard across his face. The impact sent a sting all the way up my arm.Have you lost your mind? I hissed. What is this drunken nonsense? Get out

Karina's POV.Five days later, the gash on my leg had healed into little more than a faint pink line. The past week, however, had been suspiciously quiet.Too quiet. Edward hadn't bothered me at all, which, considering the Instagram drama was still blowing up my phone, meant he was probably busy dealing with a devastated Lyla and a furious.Shadow Pack. Still, the silence was eating away at me. If they couldn't get to me here, they'd just look somewhere else.That thought had slammed into me a few days ago, right after a tense call with Camille.Already run through every worst-case scenario, but this was the one that stuck. If they couldn't touch me in this fortress of an apartment building. The next logical step was to go after someone I loved.So I acted before they could. That night, I called my dad. I tried to keep my voice light, suggesting it might be a good time for him to visit Grandma, maybe get out of town for a bit.

Karina's POV The color drained from Alpha Edward's face, his eyes darkening like a coming storm. He slammed a fist on the dining table, and the delicate china rattled, threatening to jump right off. The Alpha presence rolling off him was so thick. It felt like a physical weight in the air. Karina, don't be so greedy, he growled. His voice low and menacing. Do you honestly believe you're worth 10% of the Blood Moon Pack shares? I wasn't phased. I felt like I was watching a bad, over-the-top play. Leaning back in my wheelchair, I let my own voice go ice cold. I'll take that as a no, then. What a shame. I heaved a dramatic sigh, playing up my disappointment. In that case, you might as well convince your son to sign those divorce papers. Sooner rather than later. I'm saving you $35 million. You know. I offered him a smile

Karina POV A chill snaked down my spine. I knew that look, I knew exactly what Edward was thinking. And I wasn't some naive kid who couldn't read the predatory glint in his eyes or the low, possessed rumble in his voice. He wanted something, and it was horrifyingly clear what that was. I jerked back, trying to escape the heat of his breath on my face. What is wrong with you? I hissed. His response was a single, lightning-fast move. His hand clamped down on my shoulder and he yanked me forward, slamming my body against his. What's wrong with this? He growled, his voice, a low vibration against my ear. The police don't get involved in disputes between mates. My entire body went rigid and my heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. The scent of him was overwhelming, smoke, worn leather and something darker. Musky and far too close. I don't want this. I snapped, planting my hands on his chest and shov

Edward's POV The sting of her rejection was still sharp and humiliating. The wound her words had torn right through me. Karina had pushed me away. Me, her mate, like I was some mistake. She was desperate to erase what kind of cruel joke was the Moon Goddess playing? Humans didn't have to deal with any of this shit. This mate bond felt like a chain dragging me down. And for her, nothing. Thing. She felt nothing at all. My wolf paced under my skin, itching to claim her, to make her understand exactly who she belonged to. But she'd fought back, and then she'd run. Nobody walks away from me. I gripped the passenger seat so hard the leather groaned under my knuckles. My jaw ached. She thought she could just slip away into the city and hide behind some flimsy excuse. She didn't get it. I wouldn't let her. The sharp ring of Camille's phone shattered my concentration. I snatch