Betrayal By Sister Novels & Stories

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: Ian Greco _*]:min-w-0"> The press conference played on my laptop screen for the third time. _*]:min-w-0"> I sat in the cheap motel room I'd secured two towns over, watching my sister systematically dismantle three years of careful work. Every manipulation technique exposed. Every target identified. Every manipulation tactic laid bare for the world to analyze and defend against. _*]:min-w-0"> She'd betrayed me. My own sister, the one person I'd trusted to understand that sentiment was weakness and strategy was everything, had chosen moral posturing over family loyalty.

A soft moan interrupted me. I froze, at first, I thought I heard wrong, then came the sound of sheets moving, then heavy breathing, then another moan. “Oh God… Allen…” My blood turned to ice, I knew that voice. “Oh Jenna, your mouth feels incredible on my dick,” Allen's voice filled my ears like a curse, then he began groaning softly, spilling sweet names on my best friend. The phone slipped from my fingers onto the bed. The betrayal was so massive my brain refused to process it all at once.

" Every word Melissa said hit Wanda like a hammer. The way she held my arm seemed intimate and natural. It was a silent declaration. Wanda stared at Melissa's hand. Her eyes were filled with jealousy and reluctance to give up. She looked helplessly at Melissa, then at me. Her lips trembled as she pointed at Melissa. "W-Who is she?" The question sounded weak. I didn't answer her. I simply reached out and gently pulled my sleeve free from Wanda's grip. I then spoke calmly. "She's my new partner."

Despite her background, she still dared to get involved with my husband and send me videos to gloat about it. These events happened in my previous life. But even now, the memory of her betrayal still stung just as sharply. Summer immediately teared up. She bit her lip and ran out of the room. "Catherine Lowe!" Samuel barked at me. "How dare you pick on Summer?" "Do you think you can act so arrogantly just because you're about to marry me? I hate that jealous expression of yours. Apologize to Summer right now!" he demanded. When I didn't move, he raised his hand and tried to strike me. But before he could touch me, someone abruptly grabbed his wrist.

And worse than that, my body had responded, my soul had answered. When the mate mark appeared on our arms, I froze. Shock hit me first, cold and unforgiving, then the guilt poured in like acid. I had betrayed my elder sister, my park. I had slept with her fiancé. And not just slept with him, I was mated to him.

And for defying my family's will, I had paid the price. My syndicate had dragged me into the punishment hall. Forced me into their brutal Blood Oath Reckoning, a ritual meant for traitors, not heirs. A punishment he watched from behind barred doors as I bled for choosing him. I thought I could love him forever and ever. But tonight changed everything. Ten years later, I’m going back. Back to the Hale estate. Back to reclaim the power and identity I once threw away. From this moment on, I would live my own life, and Pierce Voss would be nothing but a closed chapter.

Not like… I clutch at my chest from the memory of him, he loved me I know he did. But my slut of a sister couldn’t keep a way. I saw him first, he was mine. Then just when I thought she finally showed remorse and was going to make amends, she sacrifices herself for that pretender’s little bitch. My own sister, betrayed me again. It was her fault she died, she was to blame… not me. My mind and body were struggling to act as one at the moment. I often found myself rocking back and forth, in a crouched position or my mind would finally snap out of a trance to find I was staring at the cave walls for hours on end.

I replied which obviously silenced Joey making him shrug his shoulders saying “it's okay if you say so, and then made a move to the door leaving my dad with me alone. “So Dad what is this you wanted to discuss with me?*, I'm craving to hear them”. “That was Jasmine, Bridgette's sister who left a while ago right”, he questioned “Yes she is” “That is good,” he said. “Seeing how nice she was with you before your marriage to her sister, after your marriage and even coming to inform you of her delivery, have you considered taking her as your mate”. “She is a nice girl Michael, you could take her as your mate, do you think”?

I choked on my tears. "Then let your sister rot in jail." The feeling of helplessness was strangling me. "You leave Evan, your sister is saved . You don't, your sister's life is destroyed forever. You're smart enough to make the right decision." She whispered in my ears before standing up and walking towards the door. For some reason, she stopped and turned back again. "And one more thing, if Evan learns about this, Bri goes to jail." With that she left the room with every bit of my sanity, my happiness and my chance at a happy life with the man of my dreams.

He wouldn’t betray me. But then who? My mind races, replaying every interaction, every word spoken. It might be anyone. And that’s what terrifies me the most. The concept that someone we’ve trusted, someone who has been with us through everything, could be the one tearing us apart from the inside. The treachery feels too close, too personal, and it left me reeling. Marco’s voice cuts through the silence, strong and decisive. "We’re going to find out who it is," he continues, his tone dangerously calm. "And when we do, they’ll regret ever crossing me."