All Chapters of Alpha's betrayal, Omega's revenge: Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

Lila“Where is Elliot staying?” Sophia’s eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms. “I checked every hotel in the pack, and he’s not listed anywhere.”“I… I don’t know. I didn’t ask him,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, though a small, proud smile tugged at my lips. Of course, Elliot would cover his tracks. If he’d decided to stay in my pack, no one would find him unless he wanted to be found.Sophia’s gasp snapped me out of my thoughts. “Why are you smiling like that? Don’t tell me…” Her eyes widened in shock as she leaned closer. “Did you two… you know…” She cleared her throat, her cheeks turning a faint pink.“What? No!” I swatted her arm lightly, but my pout gave away my disappointment. “We didn’t do anything.”Sophia gave me a knowing look, her lips curling into a teasing grin. “Uh-huh. So that’s why you’re sulking?”“No.” Had Bella not interrupted, we would’ve had an unforgettable night. “I’m sure he’ll take care of that soon enough,” Sophia teased, a mischievous glint in her ey

LilaElliot had already explained the new policy—he was my assistant, after all. The thought made me want to giggle, but I held it in. I couldn't let my mate be thrown out of the company when, in reality, it had been bought by him—for me.The documents lay in front of them, waiting to be reviewed. One by one, they picked them up, their eyes scanning the contents. I watched as their faces slowly hardened, frustration clear in their furrowed brows and tightened jaws.Silence stretched across the room as they set the papers back on the table, the tension thickening. Their brows furrowed, jaws clenched, and irritation flickered across their faces.I crossed my arms, waiting. I could feel their displeasure—their resistance—but it didn’t faze me. Change was never comfortable for those who had long benefited from an unfair system.Finally, one of the men scoffed, tossing the document onto the table. “This… policy is absurd.” His tone was clipped, disbelief lacing every word.“Yes, it is,” I r

ElliotThere she was—standing like a goddess of vengeance in the black dress I had bought for her. The moment I laid eyes on it, I knew it was made for her. And now, watching her wear it like a second skin, standing at her ex’s wedding dressed as if she were mourning him, was nothing short of poetic justice. Black was the color for the fucking revenge.I made my way to the bar, grabbing two glasses of wine. I could already imagine the look on her face when she saw me here. Of course, the bastard had sent me an invitation, and I had confirmed it with Kai, who was currently busy dealing with his own problems—his fated mate and Julian’s ever-meddling mother, Kimberly.I had no doubt Elena was running interference. She was far stronger and braver than my idiot Beta.Sheldon had approached me the second he spotted me, trying to engage in small talk. If only he knew—I wasn’t here for him. I was here for my mate, to watch her take her revenge, to warn him to stay the fuck away from her, and m

ElliotI wanted to push, to demand the truth, but I let it go—at least for now. I scanned her for marks, for any sign of distress, but she looked untouched, so I decided to keep my cool.Guiding her back to our table, I pulled out her chair, ignoring the curious glances around us.“Elliot,” she hissed through gritted teeth, eyeing the plates stacked with food. “Are you crazy? Why did you bring so much? Do you think I’m going to eat all of this?”I scoffed, shaking my head as I sat beside her. “Have you forgotten how much you eat?”She shot me an exasperated look. “We’re in public. I can’t eat this much. They’ll stare at me like I’ve been starving for ages.”I leaned back, arms crossed, my voice flat. “Since when do I care about people staring? I’m not letting you or my pups go hungry for the sake of these fucking people.”She let out a sigh but didn’t touch the food.My patience ran out. Picking up a fork, I twirled some pasta and held it up to her lips.Her eyes widened. Around us, hu

ElliotAt first, I felt a flicker of offense that she could doubt my intentions, that she didn’t have faith in me, that I would never leave her. But the moment I looked into her eyes, all of that faded. It was like peering straight into her soul, and what I saw there stopped me cold. Her wounds ran far deeper than I could have ever imagined, etched into her being in ways I hadn’t fully understood.Whatever I felt—hurt, frustration—ceased to matter. This wasn’t about me. It was about her.So I did the only thing I could. I wrapped her in my arms, held her close, and whispered the assurances she needed to hear, putting her above everything else.Yet, I couldn’t shake the guilt. I had been so consumed with strategy, preparations, and fortifying our borders after the shadow’s chilling warning that I’d overlooked the obvious. Lila had been left alone with her fears, her insecurities festering in silence after facing something so dark and incomprehensible.And still, the question gnawed at