All Chapters of The Alpha's Betrayal: Reclaiming His Rejected Luna : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

NICOLE. My hands tremble as I grip the edge of the counter, desperately trying to find some stability amidst the storm raging inside me. To make matters worse, the exhaustion is unbearable; I haven’t slept since Jason dropped the bombshell. His words haunt me, replaying in my mind like a never-ending nightmare. Jason is filing for divorce all because of Stacy… The thought keeps echoing, twisting deeper into my chest like a knife. I can’t believe this is happening. He’s really leaving me for her. Suddenly a sharp knock interrupts my spiralling thoughts… Jason. I know it’s him from his intoxicating scent. I straighten up, brushing my hands over my clothes and wiping the corners of my eyes. He can’t see me like this—weak, and vulnerable. I open the door to the guest house I have been bound to with a smile, and there he is, standing like a force of nature with a stack of papers in his hand. His face is unreadable, his eyes as cold as I’ve ever seen them. I glance down at the p

STACY. “The things I’m sorry for just keep piling up. I must sound like a broken record by now,” Jason breaks the silence as we walk toward his car. I can’t help the small smile that pulls at my lips for a moment. I glance at him, then quickly shift my gaze to the black van parked nearby, its presence sends an uneasy chill down my spine…To be honest after the first encounter with it, I don't want to be near it “At least you’ve learned how to apologize. That’s more than I ever got after the divorce,” I reply, my tone lighter than it was earlier. “But really, thanks for stepping in before things got out of hand.” Jason glances at me with a crooked smile, completely unfazed by what just went down in the coffee shop. “I’ve got to admit—you handled Nicole like a pro. I was impressed.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “I had three years of practice as Luna,” I quip, adjusting my bag on my shoulder and wanting to be out of sight from the van. “Anyway, I need to get to the venue. I have to

DANIEL. Days prior to the fight… As soon as Stacy hung up after her unexpected call since leaving the pack, my mind spiraled out of control. She’d called for advice—about co-parenting with Jason, as if I wouldn’t pick up on the forced calm in her voice. The way she spoke about him, so casually, as if they hadn’t been through hell together, cut deep. She had no idea how much it tore me apart. Jealousy grips me like a vice, each breath searing through my lungs, suffocating me with the thought of her choosing him once again. I slam my phone down and open the location tracker just to know her whereabouts. It takes only a second to find her cell's location. She is in the Midnight Pack with her ex! My stomach twists violently. What is she doing there? Did she go on her own... or was she dragged into going? I have to know. I storm out of my mansion, heading straight for Lizzy's home. If anyone knows what’s really going on, it’s her... When I burst through the door to her apart

NICOLE. "Ma'am, where are we headed? We've been driving around for over an hour and if we ain't careful, we might run out of gas in the middle of nowhere." My driver's soft voice pulls me from my thoughts. I glance out the window and realize we've long left the pack's territory. I definitely don't want to go to my father right now—not after everything with Jason and Stacy…. Father is my last option for I know how his temper flares. "Take me to my grandmother," I command, my voice cold and unyielding. The driver hesitates, his eyes darting toward me discreetly. "Miss Nicole, perhaps it would be best to speak with your father first. He might be able to—" "Did I ask for your opinion?" I cut him off sharply. "Just take me to my grandmother and keep quiet." He nods quickly without saying anything while he continues to drive. I sink into the seat, pressing my hand to my forehead, trying to hold myself together. How did everything spiral out of my control so quickly? I thought the poti

STACYHow could Nicole be dead? I just saw her two days ago, looking perfectly healthy.I tighten my arms across my chest, barely holding back my anger as I glare at Jason. “Prove it to me, Jason. Prove you had no hand in her sudden death.” My voice is sharp. I hadn’t meant to sound so accusatory, but the shock of Nicole’s death has left me reeling, unable to untangle the mess of emotions twisting inside me.Jason sighs, rubbing his hand across his face, his fingers pressing hard against his temples as if he’s trying to steady himself. “Stacy, I didn’t… I wouldn’t.” He turns to look at me, his eyes dark with frustration and something else—hurt, maybe? “Yes, I wanted her out of our lives, to stop her from driving this wedge between us, but I never wanted her dead. I still stand by what I said, Stacy. I’ve never, and would never, harm a woman. Not her… not anyone.”I don’t answer right away, leaning back into my seat and turning my gaze to the trees outside the window. Nicole had been m