All Chapters of Tangled in Moonlight : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Camden had endured a restless and troubling night, her thoughts and the weight of the previous day's events preventing her from finding any solace in sleep. As she woke up, she discovered that Clayton was already in the shower. The strain in their relationship weighed heavily on her. She curled up into a ball wishing she would never wake up and wouldn't have to deal with this. Eventually, Clayton emerged from the shower, a towel loosely wrapped around his hips as he rummaged through the cupboard for clothes. "Morning," Camden greeted him, hopeful that things would be better for them this morning. "Morning," he replied with indifference, his tone devoid of warmth. Camden's heart sank further, feeling the growing distance between them. She didn't know what to do to fix this. She would break her bond with Matt only to free herself for a mate who no longer seemed to want her. Her heart ached."Why are you mad at me?" she asked softly, her voice breaking as tears welled up in her eyes, the

Camden's heart shattered as she ran out of the pack house, her emotions in turmoil. The pain felt unbearable, and she believed her heart would never be whole again. She needed to get away. Away from the pain, away from Clayton. She fled to the woods, her tears running down her cheeks relentlessly, blurring her vision as she sprinted from the packhouse to the forest. As she reached the treeline she shifted, not even bothering to change first. Taking off once more with the intention of never looking back.Meanwhile, Clayton collapsed on the bed in their room, his head buried in his hands as he shed his own tears. His heart ached, the pain of betrayal by the person he loved most was too much to bear. He knew he had hurt her, which had only added to his own hurt. He couldn't understand how she could do something like this to him. How she could betray him and then lie about it so obviously? His despair turned quickly to anger as he thought it over. First Matt, now this... Where would it en

Camden couldn't believe the depth of pain she felt. The person she had trusted and loved had hurt her in a way that no one else ever could. Rejection and betrayal engulfed her, but she refused to succumb to despair. There was an innocent life growing inside her, a life that didn't ask for any of this. A life that deserved love and happiness. Determined to provide her baby with the best life she could, she raced through the woods, driven by the agony that propelled her to run harder and faster than ever before, as if she could outrun her own heartache. She didn't know where she was, she didn't know where she was going, she just knew that she had to get away from the source of her misery, and right now, that was Clayton.As day turned to night, Camden's relentless sprint persisted as she breathed hard, exhaustion threatening to overtake her. She heard thunder rumbling in the distance, disappointment flooding her as she realised she was in for a cold, rainy night. Raindrops began to fall

Clayton was in a rage. Matt had no idea what he was talking about. He would regret what he'd said. If it was his baby, there was no way Matt was going anywhere near it. The surging adrenaline coursing through his veins seemed to diminish the soothing effect of the alcohol. He went back around the bar to get himself a beer. He'd just popped the cap off when Chase burst into the bar looking for him. "Clay, you'd better come, my mom is looking for you." Clayton let out a deep sigh, figuring he wasn't going to get a chance to enjoy his beer after all. "I'm going to guess it's about Camden," he muttered bitterly. "I don't know dude, my mom just told me get you at the pack house and bring you back, like now," Chase said urgently. "What's going on?" he asked. "Camden left," Clayton responded plainly. "What? Why? Where did she go?" Chase asked, puzzled. "We had a fight," Clayton answered. Chase looked even more puzzled, "But you guys were fine last night?" he pointed out, struggling to compre

Clayton woke up early, his body weary from a night plagued by restless thoughts and dreams. He wasn't even sure when he had fallen asleep, he'd tossed and turned for hours and hours, contemplating all the possible outcomes of his situation. None of which brought him any hope. The life he had once envisioned with Camden seemed like a fading dream, slipping through his fingers like grains of sand.Despite the weariness that clung to his bones, Clayton forced himself to get up and get dressed in preparation for the day ahead. For his impending doctor's visit. He headed downstairs to the kitchen, noting that his appetite was non-existant, and he couldn't bring himself to eat anything substantial. He settled for a cup of coffee, hoping the caffeine would give him some energy and much needed motivation. With a heavy heart, he made his way to the pack's medical centre, keeping the promise he had made to Alpha Thomas.Nervousness tinged his every step as he entered the medical centre, his min