Backstabbed? Became The Goat Novels & Stories

Notora said. "At least am better than Original Traitors." He said with an evil smile. "You son of a bitch!" Obama roared wanting to dash forward but a metal cage dropped down on them. "No!" Ivory whispered punching the bars angrily but her hands bleed instead. "What do you plan doing, attacking the wolves and rescuing the captives, you're just a dead rat." Obama roared. "Sorry to disappoint but Am building an army." Sabasto said. Two trucks drove into the place the doors pulled open.

Another storm hits. Today's debacle, the betrayal from my most trusted guys, was a wake-up call. It's like a sign that no matter how much I grind daily to clean up the mess, my archenemy is tossing more venomous schemes my way. Despite my efforts to hit him where it hurts – financially, socially, and mentally – he keeps bouncing back, nastier and stronger. How he manages to outsmart my plans each time, and how he still finds ways to hit me where it hurts, is beyond me. It's like he's got some supernatural playbook for causing chaos in my life. Because, certainly, getting all my trustworthy people against me was nothing but sort of unimaginable. I agree they were angry with me for all the mes

I slowly lifted my eyes to the screen Because now the betrayal was no longer hidden in shadows It was standing at the very top of our structure And the worst part was not that we had been infiltrated It was that someone we trusted completely Had just given Zarev the final key to take everything we had left to defend

He excitedly said, "Honey! Did you hear that? We're going to have a baby!" Nicholas' expression turned stormy. He pressed his lips into a thin line, his teeth grinding. As we left the doctor's office, Nicholas suddenly blurted out, "Olivia, just have an abortion and divorce Lucas. I can marry you and act as if none of this ever happened." Lucas, caught in the euphoria of impending fatherhood, felt his temples throb at these words. His eyes darkened as he glared at Nicholas. "Nicholas, if you're picking a fight, I'm ready," he said coldly.

I whispered. “Yeah?” he asked. “You okay?” “I’m so fucking sorry Harper” “You don’t have to be. I should have been there for you, Gabe” “I promised myself you wouldn’t see this side of me and I failed miserably,” he said with a bitter laugh. “It’s okay, I’m here for you. Please tell me what you need,” “Nothing right now, I just want to stew in my own misery for a bit longer, then I’ll try to get up and eat”

Nikolai shot back at him. Gabe raised an eyebrow calling him out on his lie. "Tonight has been a lot. I know that. But, that's not what I'm talking about." "You're not concerned someone tried to take me out? Is that how much you want to get rid of me, you sly goat?" Nikolai asked. His eyes squinted in suspicion as he stared his beta down. "I take offense to that insult. No wolf wants to be called a goat." Gabe replied with an eye roll.

Satana, caught off guard, turned too slowly to react. In that fleeting moment of vulnerability, a dagger pierced through Satana's back, emerging on the other side. The arena, once a stage for a three-way struggle, now bore witness to an unforeseen twist. Satana's face contorted in a mixture of shock and pain, the unexpected betrayal etched in the furrows of his brow.

It turned out Felicia never had kidney failure at all—it was all a lie she had made up to win their sympathy and push me out of the picture. After reading the report, Nelson shook with anger. Without a word, he raised his hand and slapped Felicia hard, knocking her to the floor. "Felicia, you bitch! How dare you lie to us like this? You didn't just fake being the kidney donor—you deliberately framed Victoria! You're nothing but a cruel, manipulative fraud!" Dizzy from Nelson's slap, Felicia covered her face, staring at him in disbelief. "Nelson, you actually hit me? I'm your sister!" she cried.

“Wolves have a way of sensing these things, Fierce. Besides, an information network is always handy.” Curious, I asked, “What rumors?” Hunter looked at Caleb. “It seems Caleb turned into a mercenary, as I was informed a few years ago.” I stared at Caleb, seeking the truth. “Is that true?” I asked, hoping for an honest answer. “That I became a mercenary, is that it?” Caleb replied, a scornful smile on his lips. “Well, I'm not exactly a pack protector, if that's what you want to know. I became a tracker and hunter out of necessity.”

Chapter Seventy—Retribution He needed a deep shave, from the stubble which had magically appeared on his jawline. He staggered towards the bar area and grabbed another bottle of brandy, the empty one already discarded with shards of glass all over the floor. The once ever indomitable Justin Santiago, CEO of SAN limited and the first under thirty year old to make it to the Forbes billionaire’s list, now a depressed and heartbroken loser.