Novel & Cerita Betrayal At The Altar

I couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to bear the knowledge that not only one but two of his most trusted allies was betraying him. “Just tell me already!” Atlas’s voice rose, filled with urgency. “I’m part of this too!” “It’s Kaida,” I said carefully. “She was the one who killed me at the banquet.” I leaned back, processing the implications. “And since she was there, during the banquet, I think she’s colluding with the Geisterfell Pack.” Atlas staggered back, as if a physical blow had landed on him, his typically steady demeanor crumbling under the crushing weight of betrayal. His shoulders slumped, and I could see the tension in his jaw as he struggled to process the revelation.

he said softly, but his words cut deep. He yanked his arm free and descended the altar with steady steps, leaving behind a stunned Deviana, staring at the back of the man who was supposed to be her husband. Chaos erupted. A laugh broke from one of the male guests near the front row. Whispers turned to harsh murmurs and mocking giggles. “There she is, Deviana—the so-called perfect bride! Left at the altar!” “She chased Adrian everywhere! And he still dumped her!” “She should’ve known Adrian still loved Leviana. But she was too blind to see it.”

he shook the box, “vanishes. Do we have an agreement?” Althea looked at the box. In it was the drawn and documented proof of the only true thing she had ever chosen for herself. To save it, she had to betray it to cripple the man she loved and become a puppet for a vulture. The gilded cage of her marriage would be replaced by one of pure, extorted iron. She opened her mouth, a bitter acquiescence on her tongue, when a new sound broke the silence a faint scrape of boot on gravel outside the main door.

She was so beautiful and she is my twin. At that moment, I realized what betrayal feels like. Betrayal that wounded not only my heart but also carved a deep scar on my soul as well. Lucas Nicholas Alexander promised to marry me. But he broke that promise by marrying my twin instead of me. My stupid self remained seated on the pew, watching the holy matrimony unfold in front of the altar. Only the scarf covering my hair and half of my face conceals the indescribable pain shown in my expression.

And this time, I wasn't going to be the naive, foolish girl who believed in his sweet words and ignored his true colors. My chest still ached with the memory of his betrayal, but I forced a bright, flawless smile onto my face. I stared down at Dominic, not because I was happy, but because I knew exactly how I was going to ruin his perfect life. I extended my left hand toward him, my voice steady and clear. "Yes, Dominic. I'll marry you."

Disappointment was written all over his face. "You fell in love with me, but you had a voluntary relationship with another man, right?" I nodded my head doubtfully. "Then you betrayed our marriage, Rachel. You shouldn't have done that with another man," Alpha Edmon continued. "That is true. I deeply acknowledge my mistake, Alpha Edmon," I said. "I couldn't let it happen. This is the first time I've seen betrayal with my own eyes," Alpha Edmon said. I panicked even more after hearing Alpha Edmon say that.

But I can feel him judging me, I can feel his disapproval in my body, but I don’t regret my choice- security over loyalty and love, wealth over keeping my promise as a principled man that I once was. As I get back to my room, I empty the bottle of sleeping pills down the drain and watch them dissolve. Tomorrow, I will stand beside Alpha Leo and suggest he claim Alora before the ceremony. “Consummate the marriage,” I practice in the mirror. I will watch her face as she finds out that I have betrayed her. And I will live with that knowledge for the rest of my comfortable, wealthy life. She will understand. Eventually I will come to save her

Now she was marrying their killer, bound by family loyalty and her mother's freedom. Halfway down, she caught sight of other familiar faces,Romano loyalists who'd switched sides, former allies now wearing Castelli colors. The betrayal cut deeper than bullets. When she reached the altar, Felix held out his hand. She froze, knowing that touching it was more than a gesture,it was a chain. "My lady ," he murmured, voice pitched low. "Ready to become mine?" "Ready to watch you burn," she whispered back, placing her hand in his. His fingers closed around hers like steel shackles.

Even so, our mating ceremony—the very one I’d spent a decade dreaming of, the grand, glorious gala meant for fated werewolf lovers—was fated to unfold before the eyes of all. Every detail of it was shaped by my own hands. I will not let everything I’ve poured my soul into become their spoils. After weighing it carefully, I choose to wait… and bide my time. Once the ceremony day arrives, I will ensure the disgrace of this hypocrite Alpha and my venomous stepsister echoes through every pack. Let them all remember what happens when betrayal wears a crown. Yet even as the vow formed in my heart, my eyes betrayed me. I tried to pretend I didn’t care, yet I couldn’t help but watch and listen to Mi

“If I show up at that altar and take you away, there will be no second chances. You will marry me according to Mr. Bennett’s last wishes. Can you do that?” His words sent my heart in a spiral. “I know what it means,” I said, voice firm. “And it’s what I want. Come get me. Just make sure you show up on time.” Then I hung up. The shift inside me was almost dizzying—how fast I moved from heartbreak to strategy. But that’s what it meant to be raised in a family like mine. In our world, betrayal wasn’t a shock. It was routine. I just never expected to get one from Evan, the man I’d once chosen over everyone else.