Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 64

**Healing Slowly But Surely**
By R. Joseph

Caelum.❤

“Damn it!” I muttered under my breath, frustration bubbling within me as I stepped into the lavish hall, which was alive with the chatter and laughter of countless socialites. My traitorous gaze was instantly drawn to a striking figure at the far end of the room—a girl in a red dress that clung to her like a second skin, laughing effortlessly with none other than Alpha Frostclaw himself.

I didn’t need to confirm it; I knew that girl was Leilani. Who else could ignite such a fierce fire within my wolf if not her?

Yet, witnessing their closeness twisted something deep in my gut. Perhaps it was the way they shared laughter so easily, or how Frostclaw draped his arms over her, making my blood simmer with uncontainable rage.

This was not the night I had envisioned for myself.

Rolling my eyes, I turned to my brothers, hoping for some solidarity, but they were equally entranced by the scene unfolding before us. Zevran looked like he might hurl at any moment, his grip on his phone so tight that I feared it might shatter.

“Get a grip, you two! What’s with the bloody pheromones?” I snapped, snapping my fingers in front of their faces.

They didn’t respond verbally, but I could see it in their eyes—the unmistakable green-eyed monster of jealousy. It coursed through our veins, a dark current that threatened to consume us.

Before I could process it further, Chalice stepped away from us, moving toward Leilani with a determination that made my heart race. I wanted to call out, to stop her, but the crowd was too thick, and I could only watch helplessly as she approached. My anxiety spiked as I feared for her safety.

Moments later, I caught sight of Chalice’s expression—her face had drained of color, terror etched across her features.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. My anger ignited as I stormed toward them, but before I could reach her, Leilani was already sauntering away, Frostclaw at her side. Chalice remained behind, visibly shaken, tears glistening in her eyes.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked, concern lacing my voice. The moment the words left my lips, she jumped, her eyes wide with fright as she spun around to face me.

Relief washed over her when she realized it was only me, but I couldn’t ignore the slight tremor in her hands or how her gaze flickered nervously toward Leilani and Frostclaw.

That was all the confirmation I needed—Leilani had indeed hurt her. “What happened? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“You don’t look too good either,” Zevran chimed in, his brow furrowed with concern.

“Should we go home?” Kael asked, his tone filled with worry.

Chalice shook her head vigorously, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears as she murmured, “No, please don’t. I’m fine. It’s just that Leilani scares me sometimes.”

Of course, it had to be that insufferable wench! My heart raced with anger.

“What did she say?” I pressed, unable to contain my curiosity, earning a few quizzical glances from women passing by.

I brushed them off, focusing on Chalice, who was now dabbing at her eyes with a small handkerchief. I noticed her hands still trembled—whatever had transpired was clearly serious.

“She threatened me,” she sniffled, her voice barely above a whisper. “She said she would hurt me badly if we continued to pursue the charges. I thought she was just trying to scare me, but she seemed… serious. Even Alpha Frostclaw looked like he was in on it.”

“Leilani has him wrapped around her finger. Of course, he would be complicit,” Kael snapped, and I couldn’t help but notice how Chalice’s expression fell at his words. For a brief moment, she looked uncomfortable, a flicker of jealousy crossing her features.

But jealous of what? Leilani? That was absurd!

I shook my head, dismissing the thought. “Don’t let her threats get to you. She’s nothing but a tramp.”

“But Frostclaw isn’t a tramp, is he? He wouldn’t make empty promises… would he?”

Her question hung heavy in the air, the weight of it pressing down on us like a leaden blanket.

What was worse, many of them were the very CEOs who had abruptly pulled out of TRAGUS just days ago, leaving us in a lurch for no apparent reason.

Panic surged through me, my heart racing wildly in my chest until Chalice looked up at me, concern etched on her face. “Are you okay?” she asked, her voice laced with worry.

“I’m fine. Really,” I replied quickly, though I could feel sweat trickling down my back, despite the winter chill, and a migraine the size of a mountain was forming in my skull.

The host continued, “So let’s give a warm round of applause for the brilliant mind behind Frostclaw Inc.’s groundbreaking new invention as she takes the stage to share insights on CUSP. Please welcome the leading engineer herself, Ms. Leilani Sinclair!”

As those words echoed in the air, my heart plummeted. My forced smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of disbelief. I turned to my brothers, and they too wore expressions of shock and confusion.

“Leilani is the leading engineer at Frostclaw Inc.?” I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper, turning to Kael, who looked like he’d just seen a ghost. Zevran and Chalice looked equally stunned, their expressions a mix of disbelief and dread.

“It seems so,” he spat out, his tone sharp.

But that was the last thing I wanted to hear. My headache intensified as I watched Leilani glide up to the stage, her polite smile firmly in place. “Thank you all for this opportunity to speak before you today. I appreciate it so much, Jay.”

If I had never felt jealousy before, I certainly did now. My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I felt a pang of despair at the warmth in her eyes when she looked at Frostclaw.

But what truly struck me was when the blueprint of CUSP appeared on the screen behind her.

I froze, my breath catching in my throat. CUSP was everything TRAGUS had been and more—far more.

Suddenly, it all clicked into place. The reason why everyone had pulled out from us without explanation was clear—they were coming for her. They wanted what she had.

This was her clapback. And in the annals of clapbacks, this one was the most devastating I had ever witnessed, for she had just cost us billions of dollars—and so much more.