The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

AMORAH

I had left the council hall earlier than the others, needing space to think. The air in the corridors of Silvercrest was cooler here, untouched by the council’s heated scrutiny. My footsteps echoed softly across the stone floors.

I had tried to convince myself that walking away was the better choice–that I needed to gather my thoughts before facing the inevitable Bloodline Verification Rite at dawn. But my mind refused to settle.

I paused just outside one of the side chambers, expecting it to be empty. The corridors near the inner quarters were usually quiet this late, far from the eyes of the council and the curious Alphas lingering after the proceedings. I heard faint voices before I saw them, and I froze.

Holmes’s voice came first, low and confident. Even without seeing him clearly, I recognized the tone instantly. And then Bethany’s voice followed, soft, teasing, and dangerously intimate.

“I don’t think I can wait much longer,” Bethany said. “Once all of this is over… when the dust settles…. I want you.”

The words hit me like cold water. I leaned slightly against the wall my wolf rising inside me with shock and anger. My chest felt tight, my stomach twisting. I had suspected many thing Holmes and Bethany, I had known they were close.

I had known their bond was more than a simple alliance. B that kind of… possession… it burned through me.

hearing them speak about wanting each other with

Holmes’s chuckle came next, “I’ve been patient,” he said. “But so have you. And I won’t wait much longer either. We’ll have our time. Soon enough.”

My hands clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I fought the urge to step forward and confront them. My mind was a storm of betrayal and fury. Every word confirmed what I had been building in my head since the council hall- the truth about the children, about the mate bond, about the lies that had been layered so carefully around my life. And now, I had a piece of it I hadn’t expected: the full picture of their desire for one another, spoken out loud.

Bethany’s voice softened, almost reverent. “I’ll hold you to that,” she whispered. “I’ve waited long enough.”

Holmes’s response was a growl, low and intimate. “I will.”

I realized in that moment how close they were to each other physically, the way their voices carried warmth that wasn’t meant for me. My wolf recoiled, instinctive, protective, angry. I wanted to retreat. I wanted to escape before they noticed

1. me.

But part of me–the part that had spent months gathering the courage to confront Holmes and claim the truth–couldn’t move. I needed to hear the extent of their bond, needed to know exactly how deep their deception ran.

I stepped back slightly, trying to compose myself, my mind spinning with all the ways I could use this against them. The council would see it. The elders would understand the betrayal.

The Bloodline Verification Rite would not just confirm the children’s bloodlines–it would expose the lie of a Luna’s bond being broken from the start. I could already see the shock on the faces of those present, the weight of Holmes and Bethany duplicity finally fully revealed.

A sound behind me made my heart leap into my throat. A shadow moved across the corridor. Before I could react. Holmes’s voice–calm but sharp–cut through the air.

Amorah.”

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