All Chapters of Betrayed By The Alpha ~ Claimed By The Rogue: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rylan's POVFor two days, the camp had been tense. Everyone expected Damian to show up, but he didn’t. I kept scanning the woods, expecting to see his men at any moment, but the forest remained quiet. Too quiet.I sat near the fire, sharpening my blade. My men were restless, the air around us heavy with anticipation. Lyra stayed in her tent most of the time, probably trying to keep calm for the sake of her unborn children.“He’s not coming,” Caspian said as he walked up to me, his arms crossed.I glanced at him. “You don’t know that.”“It’s been two days, Rylan,” he said, sitting down beside me. “If he was coming, he’d be here by now. Maybe he lost our trail.”I frowned, considering his words. It was possible. Damian might’ve taken a wrong turn in the dense woods or been slowed down by something else.“We can’t stay here forever,” Caspian added. “We’re low on supplies, and the men are getting antsy.”He was right. We couldn’t wait any longer. “Fine,” I said, standing up. “We’ll move c

Rylan's POVThe sun was barely up when I rose from my very rest. My body felt sore, aching from the battle, but there was no time to relax. My men had already started getting about the day, wounds were tended to and there were preparations for food for the very Young ones. I could hear them talking quietly, their voices tired, but grateful we had survived and this time with just six injured men and all the kids and women safe. I walked across the camp, my eyes scanning the area. It was hard to ignore the tension that still lingered. Even though the battle was over, it felt like things were only getting started.I knew I had to speak with Raphael, the vampire leader who had come with Damian. I wasn’t sure what I wanted from him, but I couldn’t let them stay here without knowing where they stood. Damian had already made his move by allowing them to join his forces, but I wasn’t about to let them hang around if they were only loyal to him.I approached their side of the camp, where Ra

Lyra's POVI mostly kept to myself now. I didn't want to catch Damian's eyes again. Whether I admitted it or notz looking at him made me reconsider the idea of taking revenge on him.Perhaps, I'd just been covering up with the excuse that he was the father of my unborn kids and for that reason, I could never hurt him.I sat in my tent, listening to the sounds of laughter and singing outside. The rogues were celebrating tonight, one of their many ceremonies to honor the Moon Goddess. It was my first time seeing such an event. Back in the Blood Nest Pack, celebrations were formal and quiet, led by the older ones of the pack. There was never room for the Young ones to fully belong. But here, it was different. The rogues danced, sang, and shared stories around a large fire in the center of the camp. They totally neglected the fact that Damian, an enemy was just camping close.I hesitated to join them. I wasn’t sure if I belonged. My mind wandered to my unborn children. They were the only

Damian's POVThe road back to the Blood Nest Pack felt longer than I remembered. The air was heavy, filled with tension that pressed down on me and my men. Nobody spoke as we walked, our footsteps steady but cautious. Each step felt like a reminder of what I had lost and what I intended to take back.I couldn’t stop thinking about the report from the messenger. “She’s calling herself the new ruler or the pack,” he had said. “She’s tightened security and taken full control. She tells them that you abandoned the pack to chase after your selfish desires l.” The words echoed in my mind, making my blood boil.Eloisa. Weak, scheming Eloisa, had claimed my pack, my position. She had no right. None of this belonged to her. She was nothing without me, and now she dared to take what was mine. She was supposed to be next to me and only speak when I gave the order for her to speak and act when I wanted her to act.I clenched my fists, trying to keep my anger in check. “We’ll take back the pack an

Damian's POVThe Blood Nest pack had a new feeling now but the weight of familiarity settled on me like an old cloak. The scent of the woods and the crispness of the air were the same, but something about the place felt off. It wasn’t the walls or the structures, but the atmosphere. The pack felt... different.I couldn’t put my finger on it at first, but as I walked further, it became clearer. My pack wasn’t the same as when I left it. It didn't matter that the men had surrendered. It didn't matter that they had now come back to their senses, something still felt off.The guards stood rigid, their eyes cautious, as though unsure of their loyalty. The pack members moved about, but there was a stiffness to their actions, a hesitation that hadn’t been there before.Eloisa was waiting for me in the courtyard. She had the same confident stance I had grown used to, but her eyes told a different story. They flickered with urgency, almost desperation. I hadn't had time to digest her story the