Bound by Betrayal, Claimed by the Alpha

Selena's POV

When Darius disappeared into the trees, the forest suddenly felt... too quiet.

Like the world was holding its breath because something had shifted between us.

Something I didn't understand, or do but wasn't ready to face.

I stayed there for a while, staring at the space he'd walked through, my heartbeat slowly settling into something that wasn't panic but wasn't calm either. More like... awareness, a new kind of awareness. A dangerous one.

Finally, when the air grew cold enough to raise goosebumps along my arms, I turned back toward the pack house.

The walk back wasn't long, but every step felt heavy, full of thoughts I didn't want to think.

About Kael, Lyria, myself and about Darius.

Especially Darius.

But as soon as the pack house came into view, those thoughts had to be shoved down. Hard.

Because the moment I stepped through the double doors, I walked straight into a wall of voices.

No, not voices.

Rumors.

"Did you hear? Selena was seen with the Alpha in the forest."

"I heard he went looking for her."

"They were alone. Together."

"Alone? That means something."

"Oh, please. The Alpha doesn't do something. He does everything."

Someone laughed, another person gasped.

Someone said my name like it was the tastiest piece of gossip they'd chewed all week. My stomach dropped.

Perfect.

Just perfect.

I was halfway up the stairs when I heard the newest rumor, the one that made my blood turn hot.

"I bet she's doing it to make Kael jealous."

My foot froze on the step.

Another voice chimed in, "Well, it's working. Kael looked like he could punch a wall earlier."

And then, the one that snapped something in me,

"Honestly, she probably threw herself at Darius. He's an Alpha. He won't bother with a broken wolf."

My jaw clenched so hard my teeth hurt.

Broken wolf, that's what I have become now.

I didn't turn around, I didn't confront them.

I went to my room and shut the door quietly. But the word followed me into the silence. Broken.

I stood there for a long moment, staring at the wooden door, fighting the burn in my chest. I wasn't crying not exactly. It wasn't sadness. It was anger. Sharp, bitter, humiliating anger that made my hands tremble.

I wasn't broken nor am i weak.

I just needed time to put myself back together.

There's a difference.

I changed out of my training clothes and washed my face, trying to scrub away the exhaustion clinging to my skin. When I finally looked at myself in the mirror again, my reflection felt like a stranger.

But not a defeated one.

A dangerous one.

I exhaled and whispered to myself, "You're fine."

A lie.

But a necessary one.

* * *

The evening meal

Pack meals were mandatory unless you had a good reason to skip them. I didn't have one. So I went.

I regretted it immediately.

The dining hall was buzzing. Wolves eating, laughing, talking too loudly. The moment I entered, conversations dipped in volume not fully, but enough that I noticed.

Kael was at the long central table with his training group. His shoulders were stiff. His jaw was tight. And he kept glancing toward the entrance every few seconds like he expected me to walk in.

And when I finally did...

His eyes found mine instantly.

A rush of something unreadable emotions went across his face, guilt, regret, anger. Maybe all of it. Maybe none.

I didn't look away.

Not until a hand waved in front of my face.

"Selena! Over here!"

It was Mira, one of the few wolves I still trusted, someone with no interest in gossip or politics. She patted the seat beside her, smiling warmly.

I sat down gratefully.

"You look exhausted," she said gently.

I laughed under my breath. "That obvious?"

"You look like you fought a mountain."

"In a way I did."

She blinked. " Alpha Darius pushed you that hard?"

I felt heat crawl up my neck. "It wasn't exactly... pushing."

Her eyebrows went straight up. "Selena."

"Oh gods, no. Not like that."

Her shoulders relaxed. "Good. Because half the pack is already inventing stories."

"I heard."

"Don't listen to them."

"I won't."

She gave me a look like she didn't believe me but was too kind to say it.

I picked at my food, my appetite nowhere to be found. Mira talked about training schedules and patrol rotations, but I barely heard her.

Because Kael kept staring at me.

Not subtly or accidentally but obviously.

Every time I glanced in his direction, his eyes snapped away like he wasn't supposed to be looking but couldn't stop.

Mira noticed.

"Do you want to leave?" she whispered.

"No," I said, surprising myself. "I want to finish my meal."

Strength doesn't always roar. Sometimes it sits in a dining hall and pretends its ex-mate isn't five feet away staring like he's drowning.

But my plan to stay invisible ended three minutes later when someone sat across from me, sending whispers through the hall like a spark through dry grass.

Alpha Darius.

Mira choked on her water.

I froze with my spoon halfway to my mouth.

The entire dining hall held its breath.

He didn't acknowledge the attention. He simply leaned back in his seat, arms relaxed, expression calm but his eyes were fixed on me with a focus that made my heartbeat stumble.

"Selena," he said.

My name sounded different when he said it, grounded, steady, sure.

I swallowed. "Alpha."

His gaze flicked down to my plate. "Eat."

It wasn't an order.

It was... concern wrapped in one word. Quiet, subtle, but unmistakable.

My chest tightened.

"I am," I said softly.

He raised an eyebrow at my barely touched food.

Mira tried to melt into her seat.

Across the hall, Kael's chair scraped against the floor as he stood abruptly. His entire body vibrated with tension.

Darius noticed.

Of course he noticed. His eyes flicked briefly toward Kael, a single, dismissive glance before returning to me.

"You're training in the morning. I need you functional. Eat."

His tone didn't invite argument.

So I took a small bite, mostly because it was easier than refusing.

"Good," he said.

That was all.

He stood as quickly as he'd sat, nodded once to Mira, and walked away. The whispers immediately erupted like a loud wave.

"Oh gods."

Mira grabbed my arm. "Selena. That man didn't just talk to you. He checked on you. In front of everyone."

"I noticed."

"That is not normal for him."

"I know."

Mira inhaled slowly. "Selena..."

"Yes?"

"Are you... sure you're not falling for him?"

My spoon dropped, thankfully not on the floor.

"Absolutely not," I said instantly.

Too instantly.

Because Mira's eyebrows rose in slow, knowing disbelief.

"He's an Alpha," I continued quickly. "He's powerful. That's all this is. I'm just reacting."

"Reacting to him?"

"Reacting to everything," I corrected sharply.

She nodded but not like she believed me.

And I hated that she wasn't entirely wrong.

* * *

Later that night

I didn't sleep, not really. I lay awake staring at the ceiling, replaying everything in my head.

Kael watching me from across the room, the pack whispering, Darius sitting beside me.

Darius stepping into my space in the forest.

Darius telling me I wasn't disposable.

Darius telling me I wouldn't break.

My wolf stayed quiet most of the night but when those last words played in my mind...

She stirred.

Faintly.

Cautiously.

Almost like she didn't trust it, the warmth in his voice, the certainty.

Almost like she didn't trust me not to trust it, I exhaled shakily and turned onto my side.

"I'm not falling for him," I whispered into the dark.

Silence.

And then a soft huff from my wolf.

Not agreement, not denial.

Just...

Awareness, I closed my eyes tightly, tomorrow would come, whether I wanted it to or not, tomorrow, I'd train with him again, tomorrow, the pack would stare.

Tomorrow, Kael would simmer, tomorrow, things might shift even more.

But for now, for just this moment... I allowed myself to feel it. The fear, the anger, the spark, the possibility of what could happen and the danger.

I whispered into the quiet

"Whatever happens next... I won't break."

This time, my wolf didn't stay silent.

She growled softly in approval.