Hello everyone and welcome to the part 2 of Betrayed by the Alpha. Thank you for sticking around. This book won't be as long as the first, but it will be filled with twist and turns. I hope I can continue to surprise you till the end.  Thank you for the votes and comments and reviews. You keep me going. Happy reading. ❤️❤️   Third POV Six months ago, Dane Vixon laid in bed with his grey eyes fixed to the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the moving car on the road and the heavy footstep of Olly Martin’s, his neighbour who lived across the street and was making his way towards his garage. He had a habit of closing late and it was his way of avoiding any confrontation from his mate and wife, Blair. They argued always and their voices get so loud Dane can hear even without focusing. Dane didn’t focus his attention only on Olly and his w

“Will she make it through? You said she wasn’t strong enough for any major change and this is a MAJOR change.” Quinton’s panic is at the highest point, and Ken can’t stop him.Uncertainty flickered in his eyes, and his heart broke while he watched Jaclyn writhe in pain. “I don’t know, Quinton, she might not make it through. She’s still going through the pain of the truth about the man she once loved. I pray she makes it through, but I fear if this brings her premier shift, it might break her for the worse.”Quinton answer, his attention fixed on Jaclyn transforming on the floor while standing his ground beside her.Her hand cracked and one of them adjusted painfully, making her scream out and roll onto both hands and legs.The emotional pain had fuelled her shift, but it has soon been subdued by the physical torture of the shift.“Make it stop!” she cried out,

Jaclyn left Ken in the kitchen and she wanders through the rooms of the cottage, getting acquainted with her surroundings. She wanders over to one of the inner rooms and, from the scent alone; she knows it’s Ken’s. The warm scent welcomes her further, and she widens the door and steps into the room. The neatness of his room is one thing she notices as she enters, which had always been Ken’s signature. He had even cleaned up after her a few times, which forced her to double her game of being alert and not dropping anything whenever she was around him.  A neat white sheet covered his bed, which stayed on the opposite side of the door, close to the window. A few books stayed on the nightstand next to it, and one of those books was a spell book. Jaclyn knew it because she’d seen him with it more times than she could count when they were younger. His wardrobe stands at the right side and the room with a dressing mirror glued onto its front. The left side looked l

Her eyes flutter to see the lights of the room on, illuminating it and making her eyes strain. She felt confused as she’d seen Ken turn it off before leaving earlier.  She drags herself off the bed and walks to the switch to turn it off when she heard. “We didn’t get to finish our discussion.” She flinches and collapses against the door, her heart slamming to the cage of her chest and her breath becomes short. She turns and sees Logan, the alpha she had seen in the living room during the day, standing before her.  A smile comes to his face, and she finds it creepy. “This is impossible.”  “It isn’t.” “How are you here? Ken already warded the house!” she saw it with her own eyes and did not believe Ken tricked her.  “He has, but I’m not in the house. I am in your head. You are dreaming, Jaclyn Tarr.” he clarifies, pointing to her bed.  Her eyes followed the movement of his hand to the corner of the room w

Her lashes fluttered with the first ray of sunlight and she adjusted herself and turned around, only to meet Ken already awake. She narrows her brows even as her gaze remained locked on his and she wonders how long Mr Strange beside her had been awake. Her sleepy voice moans out, and she placed her head down on the pillow but stays awake. His hand comes to caress her face, causing a spark within her, and he felt it too. “Hey, did I wake you up?” he asks in a subtle voice.  She shakes her head. “You didn’t, but you’re keeping me up now. Why are you up?” He shrugs, “Thinking about you, and the time we shared a couple of hours ago.” She pulled herself up and drew closer towards him. “What about it?”  “It was better than I expected, but I don’t know if the feeling is the same for you.” She smiles, “Why won’t it be?”  “You’ve been with experienced people in the past. And might have felt disappointed.” “My