Alle Kapitel von Alpha Draven's Regret: The Return of His Rejected Mate: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

Veil of DeceitNyra’s POV The seer’s words clung to me like wet cloth. Draven’s only child is Auren. That phrase echoed in my mind, repeating in waves that crashed louder with every step I took away from her cave. My legs moved, but my body felt heavy, as though the earth itself wanted to anchor me there in the shadows of truth.The night air was cold, cutting, sharp enough to sting my lungs. My fingers curled into my cloak as though fabric could shield me from destiny. I should have felt relief, confirmation that Auren is truly Draven’s son, not a shadow cast by another’s claim, but instead my chest ached with a deeper dread. If fate had already carved its script, then what chance did I have to rewrite it?The path stretched before me, familiar yet unwelcoming. Each rustle of the trees felt like whispers, mocking me with riddles I couldn’t solve. Zaira’s voice still haunted me, her grip over my body a memory that hadn’t dulled, her hunger for Auren a threat that only grew sharper in

The Difficult Decision 2Nyra's POVDraven's head was leaning to one side and his eyes were narrowed, glaring at me like a stranger, since the stranger's face loomed in front of him in his mate. His voice fell low, a killing whisper that sent hair standing on the back of my neck. "And you expect me to stand idly by and do nothing. Stand here and let you freely walk into her exquisitely spun web of deceit and lies?""Yes." The syllable got stuck in my throat, but I managed to force it out. "That's all I ask of you." "Trust me this far to let me do it. Observe from the sidelines and be ready to step in when the moment arises. Let me work my way, my terms."His lip was a thin line, his silence even louder than the storm of tantrums he could ever unleash. For an elongated, impossibly long moment, the space between us buzzed with kept rage and a locked-up feeling.Then he took a step nearer, looming large over me in stature, looming without dwarfing me."Do you know what you're asking me t

The Return of Selene 2Nyra, POVSelene finally reached me, moving along with that smooth beauty which had once made strangers halt and stare in wonder. I smiled and extended my hand in welcome, gritting my teeth in an effort to maintain a bland but inviting expression on my face.It took all my willpower not to pull my hand back when her cold fingers trailed along mine. Her hand was like placing one's hand on something that had once been warm and breathing and was now only alive to exist.But I remained consistent, my hand firm and seemingly honest, because she had to believe she'd won. She had to believe that this was her moment, her moment of triumph, her moment for the redemption of all that she'd lost.And I was going to allow her to experience that dangerous illusion as long as it was toward my overall purpose.The wolves' pack encircling us snarled like an angry sea, hunger for news sharp in their voices as they watched us reassemble.Forgiveness whispers drifted in the wind, o

The Plan Nyra's POV I was trying to stay calm, but I was so mad. Lydia asked to see me alone. The big meeting was over. Selene was still acting like she had won something. She loved all the looks. She kept laughing and smiling that fake sweet smile. Draven was holding my hand way too tight under the table. I could tell he wanted to hurt her. I kept telling him quietly, Trust me. Just wait. The way she walked around made me sick. Every move she made was planned. Every time she turned her head it was to make sure people saw her face. She had been doing that fake innocent look for years. I could see right through it though. But the others could not. They listened to every word she said. They acted as if she was a superhero that came back to save us. When Lydia waved at me, for me to come with her to one of the small rooms, I knew she had something big to tell me. I felt so much better getting away from Selene. The door closed behind us. I could still hear Selene's voice as she was t

Unmasking DeceptionNyra's POV The hall glowed with golden light. Chandeliers brightened everywhere. Every pack gathering had weight to it, but tonight felt like a play where the actors did not know their lines. Except me. My pulse was beating loudly, but my face remained calm. This was the night that everything fell apart.I had spent weeks getting ready for this moment. Every detail planned out, every person where they needed to be. The wait made my skin itch, but my breath was steady. Tonight, the truth will be out.I sat down right next to Draven, my hand was on his arm. His tension moved through the table like electricity. I could feel the heat coming out of him, the anger that had been building for months. Selene sat down like a queen in borrowed jewels, right across us. Her hands rested on her swollen belly, and she kept touching it like she was the perfect mother.Looking at her made my stomach turn. How long has she been playing this wild game? How many nights had she practi