All Chapters of Betrayed By My Mate, Now Mated To Three : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

   Sabine's POV The Council chamber was silent when I walked in. Every Alpha in the alliance packed the space. Representatives from twenty three packs. Faces I knew. Wolves I had fought beside. Bled beside. Built something impossible beside. And I was about to tell them I was leaving. My hands trembled. I pressed them flat against my thighs. Forced my spine straight. This was the hardest thing I had ever done and I could not show weakness now. Evander stood to my right. Riven to my left. Kael is behind me. Through the bond, I felt their support. Their love. Their fear that this would destroy everything we built together. Elder Thomas called the emergency session to order. His face was grave. Disappointed. "You requested this meeting, Sabine. The Council is assembled. Speak." I st

  Evander's POV The list of names burned in my hands. Forty seven wolves compromised. Three Alpha leaders are coordinating attacks. A conspiracy that had been growing for months while we focused on portals and origin realms and impossible choices. I should have seen it. Should have anticipated that our departure would create vulnerability. That enemies would use the transition to strike. Strategic failure. My failure. "You could not have known." Sera's voice was steady beside me. She sat across from me in the Alpha office. Her office now. "They hid well. Planned carefully. Waited for the perfect moment." "Perfect moments do not exist unless we create them through negligence." I studied the list again. Recognized some names. Others were strangers. "We gave them the opportunity by being distracted. By letting portal crisis consume our

Evander's POVCyrus's words followed me like ghosts.Your father would be ashamed.I stood frozen in the origin realm's ceremony chamber. Reality crumbling around us. Sabine preparing to sacrifice herself. And all I could hear was that accusation echoing through my mind.Would my father be ashamed? Would he see my choice to follow Sabine as abandonment? As weakness? As betrayal of everything he taught me about duty and leadership?The questions paralyzed me when I needed clarity most."Evander." Sabine's voice pulled me back. "Whatever he said, ignore it. Cyrus manipulates through doubt. Through guilt. Do not let him win.""He murdered my father." The words tasted like ash. "Everything I built. Every choice I made. I did it to honor his memory. To continue his legacy. And now Cyrus tells me I am destroying it. That following you makes me unworthy of that legacy.""Your father loved you." Riven moved beside me. "Whatever else was true, that was absolute. He would want your happiness. Y

Kael's POVI should not have said anything.The words hung in the air like a confession at trial. Like an admission of weakness, I spent years hiding behind jokes and smiles and pretending everything was always fine."I have been hiding similar doubts."Evander stared at me. Riven stared at me. Sabine stared at me. All three were looking at a wolf who was supposed to be an easy one. Happy one. One who never struggled with anything serious."What doubts?" Evander's voice was careful. Gentle. Like I was a fragile thing that might shatter. "What have you been hiding?"Everything. The answer clawed at my throat. Every fear. Every terror. Every moment of panic I masked with laughter because that was my role. That was what they needed from me."The origin realm." The confession tasted like failure. "I am terrified of the origin realm. Of what it means. What happens if we cross permanently?""We saved it." Sabine moved closer. "We stabilized reality. We prevented collapse. Why does that terr

  Sabine's POV Riven's confession shattered me. Visions of separation. Of me calling for help while he could not reach me. Of barriers and distance and terror I could not imagine. "How long have you carried this alone?" My voice broke. "How long have you watched us die in your mind while pretending everything was fine?" "Since the binding." His voice was hollow. Empty. "Every night. Every time I close my eyes." Guilt crashed through me. I had been so focused on my own struggles that I missed his suffering. Missed the way exhaustion carved lines into his face. Missed the constant vigilance that never relaxed. "We need to understand these visions." Evander's voice was firm. Decisive. "Need to determine if they are prophecy or anxiety. Real threat or fear manifestation." "How?" Kael asked. "How do we analyze visions