All Chapters of Betrayed by fated, Chased by his half-brother: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

AzuraThe moment the words leave my lips, it feels as though a weight is lifted from my chest, the suffocating bond snapping like brittle glass. Nicholas’s face contorts in pain, and for a brief moment, I almost recall how I would have reacted if I had seen him in pain a few months ago. But then I remember everything he’s done—how he betrayed me, shattered our bond, and chose Aria over me. There’s no going back.He clutches his chest, gasping for air, his eyes wide with desperation. “Azura...” he pleads, but his voice is weak, breaking apart as if he knows it’s over. And it is, but he doesn’t want to accept it yet.I stare down at him, feeling no pity, no remorse. Only a hollow kind of satisfaction that justice is finally being served.“Give me a second chance, Azura. Please, I will become a better person,” Nicholas begs, rising to his feet and holding my hands in his. “Nicholas, I’m right here. How can you betray me?” Aria shrieks, gathering everyone’s attention.Retracting my hands

RykerThe ache in my body is a constant reminder of just how weak I am right now. Every muscle screams in protest when I even think about moving, but I don’t mind the pain. Not when Azura is here, tending to me with a tenderness I’ve never seen in her before. Her strong, fierce hands, usually capable of bringing down anyone who dares to cross her, now move carefully over my wounds, dabbing away the remnants of blood and sweat. I love it when she feeds me with her hands and is always closer to me. I try to fight the weakness, to push through the fog clouding my mind, but my body refuses to cooperate. I can barely lift my head, let alone move on my own. My wolf should have healed me by now, but whatever dark magic Nicholas’s witch used has left me vulnerable. I hate feeling like this—useless, weak. But I hate even more seeing the worry etched on Azura’s face as she cares for me. I feel pathetic.“Stop fidgeting,” she mutters, her eyes focused on the task at hand. “You’re not going to s

RykerThe door clicks shut behind her, and I feel the air rush out of my lungs as if I’ve been holding my breath for far too long. Azura’s footsteps fade down the hall, leaving me in a silence so thick that it feels suffocating. I close my eyes and lean back, my body aching, not just from the physical wounds but from the weight of everything else—everything I can’t say, can’t let myself feel.I knew this was coming. I’ve always known the Alpha King would want us to be together, but hearing him announce our engagement so soon—no, forcing it indirectly—was like a punch to the gut. It’s not that I don’t want to be with Azura. Hell, a part of me can’t imagine anything else. But I can’t drag her into this. Not when I’ve already failed to protect her the way I promised myself I would.And now... the way she looked at me just now, like she was expecting me to fight for her. To want her in a way I’ve been too much of a coward to admit. The disappointment in her eyes cut deeper than any wound

Azura“Love, what are you doing here?” A tall man, with striking green eyes and sharp features, asks her coldly. He appears to be in his early twenties, carrying an air of authority.Love rolls her eyes dramatically, her lips forming a perfect pout. “Oh, please! Don’t start acting like you’re my Dad.” Her sassy tone nearly makes me giggle, but I manage to suppress it just in time. She turns toward me, her expression softening. “She’s new to the pack and doesn’t have any friends yet. But since I’ve decided to be her friend, I can’t let her sit here crying. So, just leave, brother. You’re scaring her.” Love gestures toward the garden gate with a firm finger, standing protectively in front of me.Though grateful for the interruption because I don’t want to reveal my true identity to her, I smile and shake my head. “I’m not scared of him, Love,” I say with a smile that’s broader than I feel, wanting to show strength.Love sighs as though exhausted by the conversation. “My brother’s a sill

AzuraI try to call Elysia, but her phone is switched off, which is weird, so I leave her a text. I hope she is okay. I will attend her wedding no matter how things are between Ryker and me. I pace restlessly by the window, my mind swirling with confusion and frustration. Xander had updated me about Dante and Elysia’s situation, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Ryker even as I tried to focus on that.What is he doing right now? He left in such a rush to speak to my father. A conversation I’m certain is about our engagement—something neither of us agreed to yet, somehow, it hovers over us like a silent obligation.My fingers twitch, the urge to punch something growing stronger by the second. It’s not that I don’t care for Ryker—I do. Far more than I’m willing to admit to myself, let alone anyone else. But… This engagement feels like a noose tightening around my neck, and I know Ryker must feel the same.Or does he?I stop pacing, staring out at the courtyard, where the moonlight b