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Diego, ever defiant, spat venomous threats as he was taken away in handcuffs. The betrayal didn’t just hurt; it humiliated him. Gabriel had built an empire on calculated decisions and careful planning, but this—falling for a manipulative woman—exposed his vulnerability for everyone to see. The media pounced on the story. Articles painted him as a naive billionaire, duped by a cunning woman. His grandmother, who had once adored Antonia, looked at him now with pity rather than pride.

" He asked. As Amunsa still not responding, he went further "you paid me to poison him so that you can take over his wife and his money," he adds "You are a betrayal" Amunsa said. Oh boy!, You remembered now right, thank goodness. Amunsa got calm when Jacob mentioned Arthur's name. Dansanisa on the other hand, almost had an heart attack. She didn't know what to think of at that point "What?, You murdered my late husband. by poisoning him,?" Dansanisa asked.

End of flashback I knew how to deal with people who tried to force their will down on me, so why was I struggling so much to get out of here and to put this damn beast in his place?! I was so tired after our little excursion and the fact that I lost all my damn food that I didn’t have any fight left in me for now. I wasn’t going to tell him again to take me home. All I wanted was to be left alone. I wanted to process everything I had seen and then forget I ever saw any of it! The bedding was soft as he put me down and I heard him handing out orders, but I didn’t hear what they were. All I could think about was closing my eyes and praying that all of this was just an awfully bad dream.

The sense of betrayal cut deep, leaving her feeling like an orphan in a world where trust had been callously broken. "You made me an orphan. How heartless can you be," Shanaya's voice rose in a crescendo of accusation, her eyes ablaze with a fiery anger that burned through the facade of deceit. The realization that the man she had trusted had orchestrated such a deceitful scheme left her reeling, her innocence shattered by the harsh truth of his greed.

The post-hearing, metal-sounding, legalistic jargon that sanitized the horror, the final, dishonorable discharge that branded him for life. He had toiled years to build a new life out of the ashes of the past, a solitary life of solitude spent on the way of penance. And in an instant, in one leaked news, Marcus Vale had reduced it all to ashes. He was no longer Sabatine Stalker, PI. He was the Fallen Soldier. The Arsonist. The Billionaire's Fall Guy. He was nothing. Anton had finished his calls. The fury was still written on his face, but when he noticed Sabe on the ground, his face transformed into one of out-and-out alarms. He crossed the room in three rapid strides and knelt beside him.

Just like the night I died. Something in him had broken. He stopped speaking to anyone. Only on each full moon — sitting beside my grave — would he open his mouth. "Have you seen my love? She's always with me." "We're going to be mates under the full moon. She's my Luna. Forever." After that, the pack lost the Alpha they had once been proud of. What was left was a man everyone pitied. A man who no longer spoke. Everything he had to say, he kept for the full moon.

The whelp Blake had placed in charge was a yearling with no nose for crisis. No longer owing each other? The public was beginning to see the truth. My supporters began circulating scrolls detailing every time the agency had used me as a decoy or a sacrificial lamb—from the substitute hunt at the Pacific Crown Gala to the recent slander. It was a trail of blood and bruises that would have broken a lesser wolf. Yet, I was the one offering a truce. Under the weight of constant insults, while struggling to reclaim my own territory, I had set them free. This was the ultimate proof that my spirit was nothing like the rot described in the rumors. Sensing the shift, the clans that had pulled their e

After he derived so much joy in wiping out those mentors just yesterday? Oxley and Fafnir were stupefied too, though they had a feeling that Caleb wasn't that reasonable or willing to suffer insults! That was when Caleb turned to smile at the geezer. "It's fine if you won't take our order, but you have to refund the one million spirit stones we paid in advance." The geezer scowled—they didn't pay shit because of that black card, but Caleb was now saying that he paid a mil? Was this brat so ballsy that he was scamming a traders' guild?!

He grabbed Everest by the collar, but he could barely stand. "I will really kill you, stupid wolf. You think you're great huh? You won't survive if I crush your skull!" Gabriel hissed in Everest's face. Everest breathes one by one. He nodded. Gabriel was stunned and couldn't believe it. Is it that easy for a Beta to betray? "I'll tell you where he is, but please let me go." Everest made Gabriel even more stunned in disbelief. Despite this, Gabriel's chin remained tilted upwards. His haughty eyes were forcing Everest to say his intentions and goals immediately.

I don’t know what I did in a past life to have to endure this type of agony, but I know I haven’t done a thing in this lifetime to suffer as I am right now. Heading home and the pain hit as I sat in the backseat of Alpha Christov’s car, I turned everyone’s attention to Gabe as I blurted out for him to come clean about what his wolf said about his mate, yes I threw him under the preverbal bus, but I needed everyone’s attention on him so that they wouldn’t notice the pain I was going through.