The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Holmes POV

Holmes stared at the cracked tablet screen while another Alpha commentator ripped apart his reputation publicly across every territory channel.

I had muted the sound earlier, but the scrolling comments alone were enough to make my wolf restless under my skin.

They were calling me weak now. Desperate.

Some even called Amorah the strongest Luna candidate the territories had seen in years, and every compliment directed at her felt like another challenge aimed straight at my throat. My claws pressed deeper into the armrest while my office filled with the sharp scent of my irritation.

Three guards outside my office stopped talking the second I opened the doof. Their wolves lowered automatically, but I still caught the unease in their scent before they forced respect onto their faces.

“They’re late with the patrol report,” I said coldly.

One of them swallowed hard before answering. “Two wolves abandoned border duty last night, Alpha.”

My jaw tightened immediately. “Names.”

The younger guard hesitated for half a second too long. “They requested transfer protection through neighboring territory channels.”

I slammed the office door shut before either of them could keep talking. My wolf snapped violently against my control, furious at the humiliation spreading through the territory like disease.

This was Amorah’s fault. Conrad’s too.

Every wolf who looked at me differently now had once respected me without question, but Amorah had turned herself into something untouchable after leaving me.

Worse, the twins had attached themselves to her so naturally that even hearing reports about it made my chest burn with

rage.

Kyra used to cling to Bethany constantly. Now every intelligence update mentioned Amorah instead.

Amorah this. Amorah that.

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The children followed her scent through Conrad’s territory like she had always belonged there. Even Zane had started defending her publicly during training incidents according to the reports leaking through territory channels.

I threw the tablet across the room hard enough to crack the wall. The screen shattered instantly, but the pressure inside my chest refused to ease.

Conrad should not have her.

That thought repeated through my head constantly now, especially whenever I imagined him touching her stomach or sleeping

beside her while she carried his heir. The image made my wolf increasingly unstable until even dominance control inside my own territory started slipping.

Yesterday, one of my higher–ranked wolves challenged me openly during combat rotation. He backed down eventually, but I still smelled doubt inside the arena afterward.

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Chapter 137

No Alpha survived–long once his pack started smelling weakness.

I dragged a hand across my face before walking toward the hidden storage locker behind my desk. Bethany’s files remained exactly where I had hidden the months age after she disappeared.

I should have destroyed everything earlier.

Instead, I unlocked the drawer and pulled out the sealed records she spent years hiding from me. My wolf reacted instantly to the old bloodline symbols stamped across the folders.

Supreme Alpha succession archives.

The same obsession that destroyed everything in the first place.

I opened the first file slowly while rain hit the office windows outside. The pages contained medical records, protected heir movement logs, and sealed bloodline relocation orders connected to the old hidden child program.

Then I saw Amorah’s family name.

My entire body went still.

At first I thought it was a coincidence, but the deeper I read, the worse the truth became. Multiple hidden records connected Amorah’s maternal bloodline to the same erased succession branch tied to the twins.

“No,” I muttered.

I flipped through the pages faster while my pulse started pounding harder. Bethany had highlighted several names manually years ago, including Amorah’s mother.

My stomach twisted violently as realization settled in piece by piece. I had spent years chasing influence tied to hidden bloodline power while destroying the one woman already connected to it.

The irony made me feel sick. Amorah was never ordinary.

Even before Conrad chose her, before the pregnancy, before the public support, she had already carried bloodline importance connected to the very succession branch everyone killed to protect. Bethany knew it long before I did.

Maybe that was why she hated Amorah so much. Not because Amorah was weak. Because she was dangerous without realizing it.

I leaned back heavily in my chair while memories started replaying differently inside my head. Amorah crying during arguments. Amorah asking why I kept pulling away emotionally after mating ceremonies and public appearances.

Amorah trying to fix a relationship I had already traded for ambition.

My wolf reacted sharply when I remembered Conrad touching her during the last public gathering footage. The possessiveness nearly choked me alive.

That should have been me beside her.

Instead, she looked at Conrad like she trusted him completely now, and the worst part was realizing Conrad looked exactly the same way back at her. Not political interest.

The pregnancy had deepened everything between them beyond contract terms already, and every wolf with functioning instincts could smell it. Their bond was becoming permanent emotionally and biologically whether they admitted it publicly or not.

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Chapter 133

Fated him for t

I hated the way Amorah gelaxed pest him now. I hated that she smiled more around him than she ever did during the last

year of our marriag

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