Todos los capítulos de Once Betrayed Now Untouchable : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Edward P O VMy wolf, Leon, was already growling in my head as I walked into the dining room of the Shadow Pack House.He could feel the tension coiled in the air, thick and suffocating. The second Lyla saw me, her face lit up. Edward, she squealed, jumping out of her chair.She rushed toward me, her cloying floral perfume, arriving long before she did. When she was still about 10 ft. away, I threw up a hand, stopping her in her tracks.A wave of disgust rolled through me as I sidestepped her without a word. My focus was singular. My parents.I walked straight to their end of the table. I stared my mother right in the eye. Who put you up to this? I demanded. Do you think I haven't embarrassed myself enough, or are you trying to completely disgrace me?My mother, Luna Victoria, just gawked at me, her eyes wide with shock. Across the table, the rest of the Shadow Pack family bristled, the scent of their anger filling the room.

Adrian's POV I answered the phone, waving off a room full of executives who were trying to pull rank. They couldn't have been more obvious about it, practically tripping over each other to get out the door as they scattered. Karina, is something wrong, I asked. Keeping my voice cool, as I press the phone to my ear. Well, I'm supposed to come back to work the day after tomorrow, since my leg is better, but I need to go see my grandmother, she explained. I was hoping to ask for another week off. Her voice was steady, but I could hear the slight tremor running underneath it. She was trying to sound tough, but I could see right through it. I let the silence hang for a beat. You're getting pretty good at skipping work. Areia. I finally said, my tone laced with dry amusement. I was trying to get a rise out of her, planning on milking that workplace injury forever.

Karina's POV The highway out of Denver was a black ribbon stretching into forever. Traffic still a steady pulse. Even at this hour, I had the windows down, letting the cool night air rush over me, trying to wash away the city and its chaos. Somewhere in that wind was the faint, sweet scent of wildflowers, a fragile fragrance carried through the dark. The streetlights bled together into a golden trail, pulling me farther and farther away from the mess I'd left in my rearview mirror. I hadn't been lying to Adrian. I really was on my way to my grandmother's house. As for the video response, Camille had offered to record. I'd ended up doing it myself. A gut feeling, deep and certain, told me this had to be my voice, my face on that screen, tearing down their lies. Maybe this was it, the final battle in a war I never even wanted to fight. I'd seen the exhaustion i

Third person POV Back in the quiet mountain village, Margaret and her mother sat in silence. The weight of their unspoken worries, heavy in the air, they. They bullied our Karina so badly, and we couldn't do anything. Margaret murmured. Her fingers tightening around the fish she was gutting. Her eyes flashed with desperation. Mom? What if we go to Colorado Springs? What if we tell the Collins family about her? If we can't protect her? I'm sure they can. The older woman's grip tightened on the dried fish in her hands, her aged, cautious eyes widening in alarm. Absolutely not. She said firmly. When the head of the Collins family gave Karina to me, she only asked for one thing: that the child would be safe. Not rich, not powerful, just safe. She's not safe now. Margaret's voice cracked, her eyes turning red. I hate this idea just as much as yo

Adrian's POV The car's sudden deceleration snapped my attention back to the road. Adrian. Ethan's voice was a strained whisper, his usual composure finally cracking. That car up ahead. Is that them? I leaned forward, my eyes fixed on the sleek, black sports car parked just 50 ft. away. The license plate was a perfect match. Stay calm and keep following. I ordered, my voice steady. Years as an alpha had taught me that panic is a contagion, and I couldn't afford an outbreak. Now. But keep your distance. Yes, Alpha. Ethan answered, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as he eased the car forward. I fired off a text to Camille. With our location, she'd handle the police. We had to play by the book in human territory. I'd already sent Jack ahead for backup, just in case. Inside my head, my wolf, Lucas, was pacing, his agitation a low growl I could feel in my own chest. He kn