Lahat ng Kabanata ng Beta’s Dirty Little Secret : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Camilla’s POVIt was late—far too late for a visit like this, but here I was anyway, standing on Alpha Zane’s doorstep with Lucien pressed to my chest. The tears had finally stopped, though the ache in my heart lingered like a deep bruise. I just couldn’t be there anymore. I couldn’t face them.I rang the doorbell, and within moments, the door opened to reveal Alpha Zane, his brow furrowed in confusion. His gaze flickered between me and Lucien before he stepped aside silently, allowing me inside.“Camilla?” His voice was a mixture of concern and surprise as he guided me in.I offered him a weak smile and an apology, trying to steady my breath. "I—I’m sorry, Alpha. I didn’t know where else to go. I couldn’t go back to the pack house. Not now..." The pack house had become a cage of whispers, judgment, and glaring looks that only made my pain worse.My eyes shifted to the left, and there was Ava with her daughter, Fiona, resting peacefully in her arms. As soon as she saw me, I could feel

Seth’s POV It was finally the day of the meeting—the gathering of seventeen packs. Alphas, Betas, high-ranking wolves—all assembled under one roof. My job was clear: ensure no one from Blue Moon Pack got past our borders. We suspected they were responsible for the missing wolves, for turning them into experiments to create that cursed Alphalurian drug. I stood close to Alpha Zane, earpiece snug in place as I kept tabs on my men patrolling the borders. My focus was razor-sharp, until a voice pulled me back. “Alpha Zane, a pleasure,” an older man greeted. His ash-colored suit clung to his broad frame. Beside him stood a younger man—blonde, sharp-eyed, and far too familiar. Alpha Zane shook the man’s hand, offering a tight smile. “Alpha Adams, I’m glad you could make it.” Adams’ face darkened, brows knitting together as he glanced at the Luna, who stood at Zane’s side. “How could I not? That bastard killed my first son.” His words landed like a stone, heavy with anger. Blue Moon Pac

SETH’S POVLucien’s cries pierced the night, and I jolted awake, the baby monitor lighting up beside me. Beside me, Camilla stirred, her soft breaths breaking. I shifted to kiss the back of her neck, whispering, “I’ll check on him.” She murmured something in response as I slipped from the bed, grabbing my discarded boxers from the floor.The nursery was dim, the soft light of the moon casting shadows over the crib where Lucien lay. His tiny face was scrunched up in distress, his cries echoing in the quiet. I picked him up, pacing back and forth, humming softly, trying to calm him. His weight against my chest brought a familiar ache. I missed Jorge with an intensity that always caught me off guard. When I divorced Tracey, I vowed I would fight to get Jorge back. I wouldn’t let him slip away from me.Lucien’s cries slowly subsided, his breaths evening out. I smiled down at him, brushing my thumb over the small black birthmark just behind his ear. Gently, I laid him back in his crib, smo

Camilla’s POVThe air was heavy in the bunker. Every breath felt thick, like the dust was trying to choke me, scraping the back of my throat raw. I could hear the distant hum of the emergency generators struggling to keep the bunker lit, their weak flicker casting long, eerie shadows on the walls. Both Lucien and Fiona’s cries sounded in my ears, a stark difference from the empty silence in my mind, but I couldn’t move. I was paralyzed, rooted to the spot as I realized I’d just done.“I…” I trailed off, not really knowing what to say.My hands shook uncontrollably, the gun still warm in my palm, smoke trailing lazily from the barrel. It slipped from my fingers and hit the ground with a heavy thud, the sound bouncing through the bunker like an echo. It seemed louder than anything else—louder than the sobs of frightened mothers, louder than the cries of terrified children. Louder than my own ragged breathing.I looked down at Kyle’s body, his eyes open but glassy, the life gone from the

Camilla's POVAlpha had called for us—me, Seth, and… Tracey.It had been three weeks since Seth’s accident, three weeks since we defeated the Blue Moon Pack. By law, it now belonged to Green Hill Pack.I was seated next to Seth, with Lucien sleeping peacefully in my arms, while Tracey sat on a single-seater couch. Jorge was by Ava’s side, staring at her as she held their baby.“I know this is an uncomfortable time to have called you all here,” Alpha Zane began, looking at each of us closely.The atmosphere was tense, and Landon cleared his throat. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve gathered you all here today,” he muttered, visibly uncomfortable, much like the others in the room.“Well, ever since we took over the Blue Moon Pack, it’s been challenging to control them from here. So, I will be sending you, Seth, to oversee things there for me,” Zane said.I frowned. “Uh, that’s fine, Alpha, but what about the threat of Aron? He is still alive, and he fled the battle scene,” Seth asked,