All Chapters of Betrayed By Fate, The Alpha’s Hybrid Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Amelia’s POV “Kaiden,” I said, my voice low as we stepped outside. “What’s happening over there?” In the distance, we saw Damien running, his usually composed demeanor completely shattered. It seemed they weren't done with their argument. Freya trailed behind him, shouting angrily, her voice carrying across the courtyard. “Damien, stop!” she screamed. “You can’t keep running away from this! You started it and you must end it” He spun around abruptly, his face twisted with fury. “You’re unbearable, Freya! Just leave me alone!” The argument escalated quickly, their voices clashing like a storm. Before anyone could intervene, Damien slapped her across the face. The sound echoed in the courtyard, and Freya, not one to back down, retaliated with her own slap. I watched from the sidelines, my heart cold but amused. These two fools were tearing themselves apart, just as I’d hoped. At the edge of the scene, Lady Bella stood in the shadows, her arms crossed and an amused smile p

Damien’s PovIf locking Freya in the dungeon was the price for peace, then so be it. She was loud, insufferable, and incapable of understanding boundaries. At least now, she was silenced. But the quiet that followed her absence was short-lived, interrupted by something else gnawing at the edges of my thoughts. I hadn’t seen Alpha Kaiden or Lady Tatia. At first, I dismissed it, assuming they were simply avoiding me, but as the hours stretched into a full day, their absence became glaringly obvious. Finally, I asked the guards. “They went out,” one of them reported, bowing slightly. “They won’t be back for a few days.” A slow smile spread across my face. “Perfect. I can do whatever I want without their interference.”I made my way to Lady Tatia’s workshop first. The room smelled faintly of herbs and something else, something sharp and medicinal. My eyes scanned the shelves and counters, but everything seemed perfectly ordinary. Nothing suspicious. Undeterred, I moved on to

“Kaiden.” I screamed as the rogues began to make their way into the cottage. We were outnumbered for sure.The rogues attacked quickly, their movements were fast and furious.Kaiden shifted into battle mode, his fists and claws striking the first rogue that had managed to break into the room. With one slash the rogue was thrown out of the cottage. I stood frozen in shock.I had never seen Kaiden fight, I looked at him admiring his strength and a feeling of relief washed through me. Suddenly I had strength to fight too, I can’t die now, not when I haven’t gotten my revenge on Freya and Damien. I tried to fight too, throwing vials of herbs and anything I could touch at the rogues, but one of them had attacked me out of no where, he managed to land a blow at my side. Pain shot through me, and I gasped, stumbling backward. The edge of my mask tore, slipping halfway down my face. “Amelia!” Kaiden roared, his voice was filled with anger as he raced toward me.“I am fine.” I said quickl

Damien’s Pov “How could he just accept such thing? What is he thinking?” My thoughts spiralled over the words Kaiden said unexpectedly and I had to accept because I couldn't let Lady Tatia see me like I was some weakling. The thought of a challenge against Kaiden was so stuffed up in my mind like a slow-burning flame. I was confident, after all, I had never seen him fight. He carried himself with a calm, composed demeanor, but that didn’t mean he was skilled. And I, Damien, was no stranger to the battlefield. Still, doubt clawed at the edges of my confidence. “What if he’s stronger than he looks?” I shoved the thought aside, straightening my posture. It didn’t matter. I would win. I had to, I needed to. But just in case, I decided to ensure I had some kind of advantage. Quietly, I planned to use a protective charm, a small, nearly invisible mark on my wrist that would dull pain and enhance my reflexes. It wasn’t cheating, I reasoned. It was merely insurance. When I laid down

Freya's PovThe cold stone walls pressed in on me as I sat against the damp floor of my dungeon cell. The torchlight casted distorted shadows, making the dark corners of the room seem alive, as if they were watching me, waiting for me to break. I had been here for what felt like an eternity, trapped in this prison of my own making, and the crushing weight of loneliness was starting to eat away at me.At first, the isolation had been unbearable. The silence was deafening, and the hours stretched into days with no sign of anyone, no sign of Damien. I had come to terms with the fact that I was no longer the woman I once was. The woman who was loved, wanted, and admired. Now, I was nothing more than a prisoner, a forgotten piece in a game I no longer understood. Damien would pay for this, and as much as I was concerned, I didn't want him anymore but there was nothing I could do than to make him want me because he was the only one who gave me a high stand among others. But despite every