Best Friend's Betrayal Novels & Stories

And then, beneath the full moon and before the entire pack, he chose someone else last week. Liora, my best friend. Or at least she was. She was now his Luna, my replacement. The betrayal was public, the shame, unbearable. And now, I had to stand among those same wolves, and smile as they celebrated their love, because I was the Beta, and duty demanded it. I tossed the phone away, I don't even want to hold it and see more news. Everyone thinks I'm pathetic. I quickly wiped the tears off my cheeks. “You can do this. Just in… and out,” I whispered to myself, forcing my shoulders to straighten.

His face was swollen and bloody. Shawn's eyes were bloodshot. "You animal! Fred treated you like his brother! Why would you do that to him? For 300 grand, no less! Why don't you just go to hell?" Chris froze, finally understanding what Shawn meant. However, he clenched his jaw defiantly. "Have you found out? Why do you get to act righteous? You claim to love him, but your mother ruined his family, and you acted like he betrayed you. You drove him to ruin! It's you who forced him to his death!"

We were supposed to get married tomorrow after so long. I never expected that she and my best friend, Jackson, had been involved for over three years and that they had a son together who was already two years old. On top of that, she had been taking care of the child, Mason Horton, as a mother the entire time. The double betrayal from my best friend and my fiancee hit me like a brick, shattering my heart. Forcing back the tears threatening to fall, I got up to leave that suffocating place. Just then, my phone rang.

I could tell Marisol was telling the truth but i still wanted to see proof with my own eyes that Janet had set me up to fail in our marriage, But why? I felt every emotion while Marisol was showing me all the proof in her phone, I felt sad, angry, betrayed. Did she hate me this much that she would put me in the predicament i was in? I needed to know why, But Janet would not answer any of my phone calls and reply to any of my messages. I knew i failed whatever sick test this was but she knew all along and let me continue when she had every chance to confront me or put a stop to everything. "When i found out i was pregnant i knew i couldnt continue to lie to you" Marisol said. Well at least i

“Not yet. They’re on Ethan’s payroll. We corner Garnet. Make him talk. Then we decide what to do.” “You mean I decide.” He met my eyes. “Yeah. You decide.” I didn’t sleep that night. I sat by the window watching the city lights flicker under the rain. My son was gone, my name was dirt, and the man I had loved was living free on a lie. But for the first time in weeks, something started to burn again inside me. Not grief. Not pain. Fire. Lucas came into the living room just as the sun was rising. He dropped a phone on the table and said, “We got a lead. Garnet’s meeting someone tonight.”

Matteo appeared at my door, obviously sent in by Gabriel to calm the storm and to talk some sense into me. “Listen, I can spare you two guys for the afternoon to help you clean up. I don’t know where Maria is, but I suppose she got the afternoon off. Put on a brave face, finish the week and we will talk about this tomorrow afternoon ok?” he said soothingly. “No! Fuck Gabriel and fuck this place! I’m leaving!” I screamed at Matteo. Taken aback by my outburst, Matteo grabbed me and hugged me until I had calmed down. Tears of rage, betrayal and disbelief ran down my face, soaking Matteo’s shirt while he calmly patted my hair and rocked me in his arms.

"So...do you hate him?" His eyes wandered back to mine and he half shrugged. "Trust me I do. But on the hand I don't because we were bestfriends from diapers," he paused, taking another huge gulp before lightly slamming the can on the table and continuing, "did you ever feel the betrayal of your own bestfriend who was supposed to burn down the world for you? But what does he do instead? Fuck my boyfriend under my nose and appear like nothing happened. Damn, this world is truly fucked."

“What do you mean by ‘thought’?” I hesitated, the memories rushing back in vivid, painful clarity. “She betrayed me. With my Betta. My best friend.” The shock on her face mirrored the pain I felt recounting the story. “Your Beta?” “Yes,” I said, my tone sharper now. “The man I trusted with my life, the woman who was supposed to be my other half, they destroyed me.” Lily’s expression softened, but there was something in her eyes I couldn’t quite place. “What... what did you do?”

he asked again. “Because I’m the villain, and she’s the victim?” I said sarcastically. He raised a brow. “You don’t look like one,” he said. Great, he knew what to say. “The truth is, Tiffany was my best friend. We’d been friends for many years, but she betrayed me. You know when I say she betrayed me, my best friend for how many years. You know what she did?” I asked him. Of course, he didn’t know. “I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you, right?” he replied.

he said, already turning away. “Evans, please don't do this to me,” I pleaded. He didn’t answer or even look at me. He walked back into the pub, sliding into the booth like I was background noise. I stood there, struggling to understand how my life had spiraled into this nightmare. I had betrayed my best friend for this man. I had chosen him over loyalty. And for what? To be discarded the moment he got bored?