All Chapters of Betrayed By The Alpha ~ Claimed By The Rogue: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lyra's POVMoving into Rylan's chambers felt strange. I told myself it was only temporary, something we were doing for the sake of appearances. The pack believed we were together, and if I stayed elsewhere, it might raise questions. Still, stepping into his room with my belongings made me feel… like I wanted more from him.The space was distinctly Rylan, rugged yet tidy. His scent lingered in the air, warm and earthy, and it made my wolf stir inside me. Snow didn’t say much, but I could feel her watching, waiting.I set my things down near the bed, hesitating for a moment. The bed was large, easily big enough for more than two very large people, but sharing it wasn’t something I had planned for. I tried to focus on settling in, arranging my clothes and a few personal items. Rylan wasn’t in the room, giving me some time to adjust.As the evening stretched on, I found myself standing by the window. I simply stared below into the dark night. I placed my hands on my stomach absentmindedly

Rylan's POVFor the time in a long time, I sat outside alone to get some fresh air. While I was sitting, just looking at the sapce ahead, a voice called out, pulling me from my thoughts. “Rylan.”I turned to see Caspian approaching. He was grinning, the way he always did when he had something on his mind. His steps were quick, and his eyes held a spark of mischief. I already knew this conversation wasn’t going to be straightforward.“Good morning, Caspian,” I said, nodding toward him.He stopped a few feet away, folding his arms across his chest. His gaze lingered on me, then shifted back to the workers before returning. “You look... different this morning.”I frowned slightly. “Different how?”He tilted his head, a sly smile spreading across his face. “You’ve got a smile on your lips. That’s not something I see every day.”I rubbed the back of my neck but didn’t respond.Caspian chuckled, clearly not willing to let it go. “Let me guess, you’re happy we’ve finally settled in the pack?

Lyra's POVThe day had been long but oddly fulfilling. Olivia and I had spent hours inspecting the quarters, checking on repairs, and listening to the pack’s concerns. Despite the weariness creeping into my bones, I couldn’t ignore the sense of satisfaction that came with knowing my efforts were making a difference.The fact that I was trusted enough with certain decisions was something that both excited and humbled me.“Luna, how do you think this distribution can be made?”“Luna, here's the bag of corn we're giving out to the old. Some of them are in their homes and it has to be carried to them, please send some men from the royal pack house.”These were all things that kept me busy and at the same time, fulfilled. Knowing I was playing a role in people's lives to make it better than it was, was satisfying.As we walked back to the pack house, I glanced at Olivia.“I think the repairs in the west wing are coming along nicely. What do you think?”She nodded, her ever-practical demea

Rylan's POVThe cool evening breeze swept gently across the pack's land, carrying with it the faint scent of pine and the distant rustle of leaves. I sat outside the main gathering hall with Caspian and Finn, enjoying the rare moments of calm after a long day. We had finished our patrol duties earlier, ensuring the safety of the borders, and now it was time to relax and reflect.The wooden bench beneath us creaked slightly as Caspian leaned back, folding his arms behind his head. His sharp gaze wandered over the pack lands, but his tone remained casual.“I think we need to focus more on farming,” he said, breaking the silence. “The soil here is good, and we’ve already cleared enough land for crops. But we’re not planting enough to make a difference. If we do, we can rely less on hunting and keep our food supplies steady.”Finn nodded thoughtfully, his brown hair catching the fading sunlight as he rubbed his chin.“You’ve got a point, but don’t forget about the mines. There’s still a l

Damian's POVThe pack house was quiet, the weight of the night pressing down heavily on me. I sat in the grand hall, staring into the fireplace as the flames burned. I was restless and troubled. I could no longer deny it—I was a broken man.With a heavy sigh, I summoned a guard.“Bring Beta Harold to me,” I ordered, my voice rough with exhaustion.Harold had served my father before me, his wisdom and loyalty unmatched. If anyone could help me make sense of this chaos, it was him. Moments later, the old beta entered, his graying hair and lined face a testament to the years he’d spent in service to the Blood Nest Pack.“You called for me, Alpha?” Harold asked, his tone respectful but firm.“Yes, Harold. Sit,” I said, gesturing to the chair opposite me. He obliged, his sharp eyes studying me as if already piecing together my turmoil.“I need your advice,” I began. “The pack feels fractured, and I don’t know how to hold it together. Rylan threatens to come back for what he believes is h