All Chapters of Betrayed by fated, Chased by his half-brother: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

RykerSomething feels off here, my wolf whispers in my mind as I watch Bertha, noting the subtle discomfort she tries to mask with a forced smile and the small gulp she fails to fully conceal.“Do you know him, Aunt?” Elysia asks, her tone light but probing.“No, honey,” Bertha waves her off with a loud laugh. But it’s a white lie, one I can sense easily as her fear lingers in the air. What is she so afraid of? I’m certain she knows Alex or, at the very least, has heard of him.Bertha clears her throat, her eyes shifting between Azura and Elysia. “So, what’s the deal with Alex and you, Princess? Is he chasing after you, and you’re not interested? Or is this linked to some past enmity between your families?” She flips her hair with ease, her fingers creating a chair from thin air before she settles into it with a satisfied smile. “You’re quick to catch on,” Azura responds with a smirk. “I’m already married, and he doesn’t take no for an answer.”My grip on Azura’s hand tightens at the

AzuraThe sun casts its first light through the narrow window of my room, filtering in golden rays that warm my skin. The previous day’s events are still vivid in my mind—Bertha’s ritual, the searing flames, and the bittersweet reunion with my wolf. I rise from bed with a mixture of relief and apprehension. I glance around, but Ryker and Elysia are nowhere to be seen. As I walk into the bathroom to find Ryker since Elysia might be out to call Dante or simply have a walk, I notice a small note beside my toothbrush. It reads, “We are going for a morning jog, giving you alone time to prepare yourself for today.”It’s Ryker’s handwriting; I can recognize it within seconds. I’m grateful he didn’t wake me up for the morning training session. I appreciate the break and his understanding. The emotions swirling inside me are hard to ignore; they overwhelm me, and a lone tear slips from my left eye.Is the Alpha King really my father? And if he is, will he be able to recognize me? How will I fa

AzuraThe weight of his gaze burns into my back, like a searing through my disguise. I know it’s him—the Alpha King. My father. The man who should’ve been my protector, but instead, he’s just another threat looming over me, unaware of the truth. My heart hammers in my chest, a wild drumbeat that echoes in my ears. The cool morning air does little to calm the fire racing through my veins, ignited by a mix of fear, anger, and the bitter irony of it all.I can feel his eyes on me, scrutinizing and assessing, completely oblivious to the blood that binds us. Every instinct screams at me to turn around, to face him, to see if there’s even a flicker of recognition in his eyes. But I don’t. I can’t. I’m supposed to be Elias, the Alpha of the Dark Shadow Pack, not the daughter he never knew existed. If he knew, if he even suspected... I shudder to think what that might mean. Will he punish me for disguising myself as my cousin and breaking the rules of the academy by entering here and deceiving

RykerAzura’s breath hitches, her eyes dropping to the ground as she bows to the King, closing the door behind her. I can see the hurt flash across her face before she masks it with that familiar, indifferent smile, hiding her pain behind it. “I apologize for coming late.” She murmurs.“We just started,” The King gestures to her to take her seat. “She was one of the academy’s brightest students, and I taught her myself. I can vouch for her innocence. Azura couldn’t even harm an insect, let alone her own father,” Alex asserts grimly, trying to sway the Alpha King’s judgment.The King’s gaze shifts to me, waiting for my input as Azura silently takes the seat beside me. “She’s the strongest she-wolf I’ve ever known, but she’s not a coward,” I begin, my voice firm. “She’d defend herself, and she is very much capable of killing anyone who threatens the safety of her loved ones, but killing the man she loved the most? That’s not who she is. Azura isn’t a monster; she’s the most kind-hearte

Azura"Elias," Ryker calls out, his voice laced with concern as he quickens his pace to catch up with me. I ignore him, my steps growing more hurried as I make a beeline for the dormitory. I’m determined to reach my room before he can stop me, where I can lock myself away from him and his probing questions. But just as I reach the corridor, Ryker cuts in front of me, arms crossed and eyes narrowed."Why are you upset again, Azura?" he demands, his tone a mix of frustration and worry. His gaze searches mine, but I refuse to meet his eyes, focusing instead on the wall behind him, hoping he’ll just let it go.“Do you really want to create a scene in the corridor?” I snap, my voice cold and clipped. “If not, then move out of my way.”His jaw tightens, and for a moment, I think he might argue, but instead, he steps aside. I stride toward the room, my heart pounding in my chest. Yet I can hear him following me, his footsteps just a few paces behind. I roll my eyes, exasperated, as I reach fo