All Chapters of fate betrayal : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Chapter 162: Foundations of Change Aria’s POV The morning sun broke through the canopy of trees, casting golden light over the heart of the Golden Claw Pack’s territory. For the first time in weeks, the air felt lighter, as though the earth itself was trying to heal from the scars of war. Yet, as I walked through the ruins of what was once the pack’s central courtyard, I felt the weight of responsibility pressing down on me. Rebuilding a pack was no small task, especially when we were not just rebuilding structures but an entire way of life. The mate bond system was gone, and with it, the foundation on which our society had rested for generations. Some wolves welcomed the change, embracing their newfound freedom. Others, however, clung desperately to the traditions they had known all their lives. I paused by the remnants of the training yard, where a group of wolves was sparring. Their movements were sharp, their focus unwavering, but the tension in the air was palpable. These wolv

Chapter 164: Echoes of the Past Aria’s POV The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the Golden Claw Pack’s rebuilt infirmary. Selena had insisted on staying here rather than moving into the main house. She said it gave her peace, surrounded by the hum of healers and the murmurs of wolves recovering from injuries both physical and emotional. I stood outside her door for a moment, steadying myself. Selena and I had been through so much—friends, enemies, and now something in between. Her betrayal under Veyron’s influence was a wound that hadn’t yet healed, but I couldn’t deny that I missed her. Taking a deep breath, I knocked lightly before pushing the door open. Selena sat by the window, her pale blonde hair cascading over her shoulder like a waterfall of moonlight. She turned at the sound, her eyes—no longer clouded by Veyron’s enchantment—softened when she saw me. “Aria,” she said quietly, her voice still carrying the weight of everything she had endured. “You ca

Chapter 166: New Paths Aria’s POV The first rays of dawn touched the earth as I stood at the edge of the training grounds, watching the young wolves gather before me. They were eager, yet uncertain—uncertain of themselves, of the power they were learning to harness, and of the uncertain future that awaited them. I didn’t blame them. Everything had changed in the last few months, and now, we were carving out a new path. No more relying on the mate bond as the core of our strength. No more expecting it to tell us who we are, or what we should become. It was time for these young wolves to find their power. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as I called them to attention. "Alright, everyone, gather up!" The group of about twenty wolves, ranging from twelve to nineteen years old, assembled in front of me. Their faces were a mixture of fear, hope, and uncertainty. I knew the feeling all too well. They had grown up under the shadow of a bond-based system that told them their d

Chapter 168: A Whisper from the Divine Aria’s POV The night was heavy with silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves or the distant howl of a lone wolf. My steps were slow as I wandered the forest near the packhouse, seeking a moment of solace after another grueling day of rebuilding. The weight of leadership pressed heavily on my shoulders, but it wasn’t just the demands of the Golden Claw Pack. There was a stirring in the air—a quiet unease I couldn’t ignore. The Moon Goddess had been silent since the battle, her presence a faint echo at best. Yet tonight, something felt different. The moonlight seemed sharper, its glow illuminating the world with an eerie clarity. I stopped in a clearing, the ancient oak at its center towering like a sentinel. I pressed my palm to its rough bark, closing my eyes and letting the stillness envelop me. And then, it happened. A sudden chill swept through the air, raising goosebumps on my skin. The forest around me fell deathly silent

Chapter 170: Rising Strength Aria's POV The moon hung high above the Golden Claw territory, its silver light casting an ethereal glow over the forest. I stood on the balcony of my packhouse, staring at the vast expanse of trees and hills that stretched to the horizon. The breeze was cool and calming, but it carried the weight of the warning we’d witnessed hours ago. “You cannot stop what is coming. The end is already here.” The voice echoed in my mind like a haunting melody, chilling and unshakable. Whoever—or whatever—was behind these cursed artifacts wasn’t playing games. This was a calculated attack, and the packs were more fractured now than ever before. Still, as I leaned on the railing, I didn’t feel fear. I felt resolved. The mate bond system was gone, and with it, the old chains that dictated our lives. It was chaos now, yes, but also an opportunity to build something better. Something freer. I wasn’t the same person I’d been when this all started. I’d faced death, betray