Betrays Love 215 Summary


    Kieran watches as Sera leaves the room without looking back, the quiet closing of the door louder than any anger she had shown. He remains in the kitchen, haunted by her absence and the lingering scent she leaves behind. His mind is heavy with regret, especially as his old hockey injury throbs painfully, mirroring his emotional pain. He reflects on how Sera barely looks at him now, a consequence of how he treated her like a stranger for a decade.


    In a mental conversation with Ashar, a presence within him, Kieran confronts the truth about theirplicated past. Ashar reveals that Sera asked him to stop punishing Kieran, and although Kieran is bitter, he admits that both he and Ashar have caused her pain. Ashar confesses that he has always liked Sera but kept his feelings hidden to avoidplicating Kieran’s life, especially since Kieran was once in love with someone else, Celeste. This revtion stings Kieran deeply, highlighting years of missed chances and unspoken truths.


    Ashar admits to taking the me for a traumatic event during the Blood Moon Hunt to protect Sera from further guilt, though he doesn’t fully remember the night himself. This confession unsettles Kieran, who struggles to piece together what really happened. Despite the confusion and pain, Ashar urges Kieran to focus on the present and what they can do now, rather than dwelling on the past.


    Kieran acknowledges that both he and Ashar have been foolish, but there is a newfound calm between them. He recognizes that Sera still cares for him, evident in her worry when she sees his injury, even if she is not ready to forgive him. Together, Kieran and Ashar vow to make things right, united in their shared desire to heal the wounds and fight for Sera’s trust, no matter the oue.Continue Regr Chapter Reading Below


    Chapter 215: Man and Wolf


    KIERAN’S PERSPECTIVE


    Without a backward nce, Sera exited the room.


    The soft click of the door closing upstairs echoed louder than any angry shout she had ever directed at me.


    I remained rooted in the kitchen, my eyes fixed on the spot where she had just stood. Her faint scent still hovered in the air, stubbornly lingering even after she had gone.


    “She can barely bring herself to look at me,” I muttered under my breath, leaning heavily against the counter. “And honestly, I don’t me her.”


    A sharp pang shot through my ribs, a dull ache lingering from the hockey injury I’d aggravated earlier. The steady throb seemed to beat in time with my heartbeat.


    ‘Why would you?’ came Ashar’s voice in my mind.


    I snorted, a bitter edge in my tone. “Oh, so now you’re talking to me again?”


    ‘Sera has asked me to stop punishing you,’ Ashar replied, his voice tinged with reluctance.


    I let out a dry chuckle. “Since when do you ever do what anyone asks?”


    ‘Since her,’ he answered firmly. ‘I will do whatever it takes to make her happy—and keep her that way—after being the cause of so much of her pain for so long.’


    My head dropped forward, each breath slow and heavy, weighed down by the leaden burden of regret.


    ‘Don’t sulk, Kieran. You’re not the only one hurting. She looked at both of us like we were strangers.’


    “She has every right to,” I sighed, rubbing my face with both hands. “After all, I treated her like a stranger for a decade.”


    Ashar was silent for a moment before responding, ‘You were in love with Celeste back then.’


    That statement hit me like a punch to the gut, making me flinch involuntarily.


    “That’s no excuse,” I said through clenched teeth.


    ‘No, it’s not,’ he agreed. ‘But it’s the truth.’


    I caught my reflection in the cold steel of the fridge. The man staring back was broad-shouldered, an Alpha on the surface—stern andposed. Yet behind those eyes was chaos—regret and guilt tangled together.


    “You said you liked Sera,” I finally said. “You always liked her. Why didn’t you ever tell me?”<fnf837> This update is avable on FιndＮovel</fnf837>


    Ashar sighed, the sound low and almost a growl deep in my mind. ‘Would it have made a difference? You’d already decided who you wanted. If I’d said anything, you’d have fought me.’


    My hands dropped to my knees as I bent over, overwhelmed. “So you kept it all bottled up for years.”


    ‘I had to,’ he said quietly, a hint of shame flickering beneath his words. ‘You were convinced Celeste was your future. I didn’t want to confuse you. And Sera—’ He hesitated, his presence wavering uncertainly. ‘She deserved better than being caught in the middle. I didn’t want my feelings to make things worse.’


    I let out a bitterugh. “Things got worse anyway.”


    ‘Yes,’ he admitted softly, ‘they did.’


    The silence that followed wasn’t tense or hostile. Instead, it carried the weight of two people stripped of all excuses.


    After a long pause, I murmured, “You know, you’re braver than I am sometimes.”


    ‘Sometimes?’


    I scoffed, swallowing a wave of self-loathing. “I mean it. You told her how you felt. I had a decade to say even half the things she deserved to hear—and I never did. I hid behind duty, behind misced loyalty. I let her believe she was nothing more than an obligation.”


    Ashar’s voice softened but kept its sharp edge. ‘You were a real piece of shit.’


    I huffed. “Thanks for thepliment.”


    ‘But so was I,’ he continued, surprising me. ‘Which is why I did what I did.’


    I frowned. “What exactly did you do?”


    “That night in the garden, when I confessed to making the first move ten years ago.”


    That caught my attention. After Lucian’s g, he’d been elusive, refusing to talk about that night no matter how often I pressed him. “You’re finally ready to talk about it?”


    Ashar sighed. ‘I took the me—not because I remembered that night clearly, but because I didn’t want Sera to carry any more pain or guilt.’


    I tensed. “What do you mean?”


    ‘I’m saying I didn’t remember everything about the Blood Moon Hunt,’ he admitted. ‘Not clearly. I only knew she’d been hurt, forced to take the me all this time. I couldn’t bear it anymore. So I took the weight of it.’


    I exhaled slowly, running a hand through my hair. The memory of that night in the garden haunted me—the chaos, the confusion, the fake truth stone. Sera’s tear-streaked face, the tremor in her voice when she demanded rity after Ashar’s outburst.


    “You took the me to protect her,” I said softly.


    ‘Yes.’


    “But…”


    I thought back to the dream I’d had on the yacht. Thanks to Ashar’s confession, I was convinced it was a memory. But now, doubts crept in. If he truly didn’t remember, had it just been a product of my longing and imagination?


    I cursed under my breath, tugging at my hair in frustration.


    What the hell really happened that night during the Blood Moon Hunt?


    ‘Does it matter?’ Ashar asked quietly. ‘What matters is what happens now.’


    For a moment, neither of us spoke. The ticking clock filled the room with its steady, unrelenting rhythm, grounding me more than I expected.


    “You know,” I said quietly, “for all our differences, we’ve both been idiots.”


    Ashar chuckled, a deep rumble that resonated through my chest. ‘You more than me. But… agreed.’


    I let out a quietugh as a calmness settled over me, like the air had cleared after a long, fierce storm.


    “So, what now?” I asked, leaning back against the counter once more.


    Outside, the sun was sinking fast, casting warm amber hues through the window. Sera was taking an unusually long time searching for the medical kit. “She’s still keeping her distance. She’s still holding back. We can’t force her to forgive us.”


    ‘No, we can’t,’ Ashar agreed. ‘But you deserve a chance at redemption. Even if she never offers it, you can still try to earn it. And no matter what she decides, she’s ours, Kieran. Whether shees back or walks away.’


    His words echoed inside me long after they faded into silence.


    I nced once more toward the door, picturing Sera somewhere down the hallway, fumbling with the medical kit, pretending not to think about what had just unfolded between us.


    I remembered her eyes earlier—how guarded and distant they had been. How all that armor crumbled the moment she saw my injury.


    She tried to hide her concern, but I caught the flicker of worry in her gaze. The way her fingers trembled, as if fighting the urge to reach out and touch the wound.


    She still cared. Maybe not enough to forgive me yet, but enough to worry.


    “We’ll make this right,” I vowed silently.


    Ashar’s response was steady, a promise in itself. “Together?”


    I took a deep, steadying breath. “Thank you, Ashar.”


    ‘For what?’


    “For staying—even when I didn’t deserve it.”


    A faint hum of amusement rippled through my mind. ‘Well, it’s not like I could just tear myself out of you and walk away, right?’


    I rolled my eyes but couldn’t suppress a small smile.


    Things were far from healed; the scars were still raw and aching. But at least Ashar and I were no longer at war within myself.


    In that moment, we were united once again—man and wolf, logic and instinct—both bound to the same aching soul.Conclusion


    The chapter closes on a quiet yet profound note of reckoning and tentative hope. Kieran’s confrontation with his own failures and Ashar’s long-hidden sacrifices reveals the deepplexities of love, regret, and the painful journey toward redemption. Though Sera’s distance remains a palpable barrier, the subtle signs of her lingering care remind us that healing, while slow, is still possible. The shared vulnerability between Kieran and Ashar underscores the theme that understanding oneself is the first step toward mending fractured bonds.


    Despite the weight of past mistakes, there is a fragile peace in their newfound unity—a man and his wolf no longer at odds but working together to face the uncertain future. The chapter leaves us with a sense of cautious optimism, where forgiveness is not demanded but earned, and love, though tested, endures beneath the surface. It’s a reminder that even in the darkest moments, connection and hope can flicker quietly, waiting to be nurtured back to life.What to Expect in Next Chapter?


    The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the fragile dynamics between Kieran, Sera, and Ashar, as the tension between past mistakes and present emotions continues to simmer beneath the surface. Kieran’s vow to make things right sets the stage for a tentative path toward healing, but with Sera still guarded and uncertain, every interaction will be charged with unspoken feelings and unresolved pain. The delicate bnce between hope and hesitation will keep readers on edge, wondering how much forgiveness can truly be earned.


    Meanwhile, Ashar’s revtions hint at aplex web of loyalty, sacrifice, and hidden truths that may soone to light, challenging the characters to confront not only their shared history but their own inner conflicts. As the story unfolds, expect the emotional stakes to rise, with moments of vulnerability and confrontation that could either bring the trio closer or drive them further apart. The question remains: can these fractured bonds survive the weight of their secrets, or will the past prove too heavy to ovee?