All Chapters of ALPHA BETRAYAL: Rebirth Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ELIZABETH POVThree days into the rogue camp, things seemed to be normal apart from their attitude towards the pack members. There was nothing basically linking the rogues to the hidden Silent that I had noticed. As I observed the rogues from within their camp, it appeared that they were going about their daily activities much like any other pack. They hunted for food, patrolled the perimeter of their territory, and interacted with one another. However, there was an underlying tension in the air, a sense of unease that emanated from their interactions with the pack members.Despite their seemingly normal behavior, the rogues exhibited a distinct lack of trust and warmth towards the pack members. They kept their distance, rarely engaging in friendly conversation or showing any signs of camaraderie. It was as if they were maintaining a strict boundary between themselves and the rest of the pack.As I continued my observations, I searched for any clues or indications that could link the

THIRD PERSON POVElizabeth groaned in pain while she tried to find shelter for the night, a bird chipped by the nearby tree while she dragged herself into the open path.Elizabeth's body ached with exhaustion as she trudged through the darkening forest. The weight of the world seemed to press down on her weary shoulders, making each step a painful endeavor. She desperately needed to find shelter for the night, a place where she could rest her battered body and escape the thought of still being caught.As she stumbled forward, a sharp pain shot through her side, causing her to wince. She clutched her injured rib and gritted her teeth, she had grazed her ribs at the rocks. To push through the agony. The sound of a chirping bird nearby broke the stillness of the forest, its cheerful melody contrasting sharply with Elizabeth's current state.With every ounce of strength she could muster, Elizabeth made her way toward a small clearing in the distance. The path leading there was overgrown

THIRD PERSON POVDickson paced back and forth in his large office, his mind consumed by thoughts of his mate. It had been nearly a week since he had last seen her, and the longing in his body was becoming unbearable. Every moment without her felt like an eternity, and he yearned for her presence, her touch, her scent.His restless movements reflected the restlessness within him. He couldn't focus on anything else, his thoughts constantly drifting back to her. The days stretched on, each one bringing a new wave of desire, a growing ache in his chest that refused to subside.He tried to distract himself, filling his time with work and other activities, but nothing could extinguish the burning need he felt for her. Every night, he would lie awake in bed, his mind replaying their last encounter, the taste of her lips, the warmth of her body pressed against his.Dickson's emotions were in turmoil. He missed her, missed the way they laughed together, and the way he made her feel entirely.

THIRD PERSON POVElizabeth breathed hard while the kept trying to find somewhere safe, she had been contemplating on returning to the rogue camp and act like nothing had happened but she couldn't because she still hadn't healed off the injuries she had and then she might have already become a suspect.She stopped halfway while panting for air. Elliot turned around to notice that she wasn't tagging along anymore.Concerned, Elliot hurried back to where Elizabeth had stopped, his footsteps echoing in the tense silence. He found her leaning against a tree, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Worry etched across his face, he approached her cautiously."Are you okay?" Elliot asked, his voice laced with concern. He took a step closer, carefully observing her weary expression.Elizabeth glanced up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and fear. "I... I can't go on like this," she admitted, her voice trembling. "I'm injured, and I need water!" Elliot's brows fu

DICKSON POVWe had hit the woods in search of Elizabeth even if we had come with an unexpected she-wolf. Miley had insisted that she was going to tag along even if I had tried to stop her.Miley, inferred and stubborn as ever, walked beside me with a fierce devotion in her eyes. Despite my attempts to dissuade her from joining us, she had insisted on coming along. There was no point in arguing further; Miley had always been headstrong and fiercely independent.I glanced at her briefly, taking in her features illuminated by the sunlight filtering through the trees. Her golden hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her emerald eyes sparkled with excitement.The echoes of our footsteps bounced off the trees, creating an eerie ambiance. Every snap of a twig made us pause, our senses heightened, as we listened for any sign of Elizabeth. It felt like an eternity as we pushed forward, the anticipation growing with every step."So, does she know everything about you?" Miley broke the silence.