All Chapters of fate betrayal : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 71: The Blood PriceKillian POVA pale witness to the commotion that was building below, the moon hung low in the sky. The pack's territory was a battleground, the earth soaked with the blood of fighters who had battled for the same cause in the past. The smell of perspiration, anxiety, and the distinct taste of death permeated the air. As the conflict raged below, the wind howled around us as we stood at the brink of the cliff. A violent concerto of metal clashes and wolf howls reverberated throughout the night.I had always anticipated the day when we would be unable to maintain the tenuous strands of peace. The one that would put loyalty to the test and break it. The conflict between my pack and Darius's army had intensified more quickly than anybody could have anticipated. Every pack on the planet was now enmeshed in the maze of lies and deceit that Veyron's machinations had created.I looked at Darius, who was more of a liability than an ally by my side. Even though our u

Chapter 73: The ChoiceAria’s POVThe air was heavy with tension, the weight of unsaid words hanging heavily between us. As I stood on the brink of a choice I could no longer put off, my heart thumped in my chest. For a very long time, I had buried the truth—my truth—deeply, even from myself. There was no escaping it now, however. The decision now needed to be taken.Darius and Killian. Both of them were standing in front of me, their eyes blazing with a ferocity that reflected the turmoil inside my heart. Although each had its own motivations for seeking the truth, their methods could not have been more unlike.Ever the stoic, Darius's presence pressed down on every notion I had. He had always sensed that I was concealing something, and now he could see how it was gradually destroying me. Did I trust him with it, though? He had a dishonest history, and the relationship we had developed—a relationship so intricately entwined with deceit and manipulation—still made me wonder about his

Chapter 75: The Ultimate SacrificeKillian’s POVMy thoughts were racing as I paced in the dark. I felt like an anvil was pressing down on my chest from the weight of what I was about to offer. But time was running out. Aria was in danger, and the rogues were getting closer. Not just because of Veyron, but also because of all that had occurred and would occur. There was nothing I could do.I had to explain things to her.I kept thinking about it. What was I prepared to give up in order to fulfill the promise I had made to myself that I would protect her? Everything.I saw the whirling clouds in the sky, the storm that had been building all night, as I peered out the window of the darkened chamber. A storm was approaching, one that reflected my inner anguish. I had a brief moment of terror, something I seldom ever let myself experience. However, it was present.The door then opened with a squeak.I knew who it was without turning around. I tensed as her perfume, that enticing mix of sw

Chapter 77: The Fall of Golden ClawVeyron’s POVThe forest surrounding the Golden Claw Pack was silent, an ominous stillness that wrapped the world in anticipation. My rogue army stood hidden in the shadows, their breathing synchronized with the pulse of the mission. It had taken months to gather the intelligence, set the traps, and break their defenses from the inside. Tonight, the illustrious Golden Claw Pack would be reduced to ashes, a testament to my power and a warning to any who dared oppose me.I inhaled deeply, the crisp night air tinged with the faint scent of pine and decay. Victory always carried a particular scent, sharp and intoxicating. My wolves shifted in the dark, their muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash chaos at my command.“Do not strike until I give the order,” I growled, my voice low but commanding. “Our success depends on precision.”Kalen, my most trusted lieutenant, nodded and melted back into the shadows to relay the instructions. He was efficient

Chapter 79: The Price of PowerAria's POVAs I knelt before the enormous stone altar, the dim hum of old energy reverberated across the dimly lit room. Its surface was inscribed with dimly glowing runes that pulsed with an unearthly cadence. The Vault of Eternum was a remnant of a period when the gods still roamed among mankind, tucked down deep under the Moonshine Pack's territory.The jagged edges of the runes pricked my flesh as I ran my fingertips over them. It seemed alive, as if it could feel the tension building within me, even though it was incredibly cold. My heart thumping under the weight of the reality it conveyed, the scroll shuddered in my hands as I read it again.A custom.One that may put a stop to Veyron's schemes, deprive him of his authority, and break his control over the packs. However, there was a price for it, and I wasn't sure I could afford it.---I had knew the scroll was significant as soon as I had found it, concealed in a secret section of the old librar