Novel & Cerita Betrayal Made Her Queen

Too calm. “Who betrayed me?” Silence. She stepped forward, her fingers trailing over the obsidian armrest of her new throne. Shadows curled lazily around her wrists, responding to her emotions before even she could name them. “Someone fed information to the Ashfang Circle. Someone gave them maps. Strategies. Names.” Her eyes narrowed as she scanned the faces before her—wolves she once trusted. Wolves she no longer remembered loving. A young beta whimpered. “My Queen… maybe it was an outsider—”

“After a while, the relationship was already too broken to be repaired and there was no more trust among us, so my queen left. Little did I know that she was pregnant with my child.” “My best friend left after her with the excuse that he was going to convince her to come back only for me to find out after a while that he had married my queen.” “I felt betrayed and angry but I didn't want to do anything I would regret, so I channelled all of that energy into building up my pack. I wanted my queen to be able to find me when she came back for me because I loved her and I believed in our love for each other.” “About two years later, she came back to me and told me everything. She told me she had

The Beta called to inform him that they have a woman missing and that they are looking for her, she is accused of murdering their Luna with a cocktail of wolfsbane and liquid silver. According to the Beta, their Alpha is not doing well, which isn't surprising with his mate gone, and that the Beta has been tasked with finding the culprit and delivery her sentence, apparently he is the heir to the Alpha position and wishes to handle this situation quickly to demonstrate his ability before his succession, which is scheduled in 2 days time.

Xavier commanded, his back still to her, as if he couldn't bear to witness her pain—or simply didn't care to. With each step Xavier took away from her, Olivia felt the last vestiges of her hope crumble. Betrayal wrapped its cold arms around her; a lover's embrace turned cruel. And in that moment, Olivia Williams knew the bitter taste of being the other woman, usurped by the rightful queen upon her throne.

Angela Rizzo spent ten years scrubbing floors for the Bellini family. Ten years of whippings, stolen wages, and swallowing her pride like it was water. Then the apocalypse came, and the people she kept alive tied her to a pole and left her for the dead. She died screaming. Then she woke up two months before the end of the world, with a system in her head that could see anyone's secrets and a single goal burned into her bones: never be anyone's sacrifice again. "You think you can talk to me like that because I'm a maid?" Angela straightened her back, her eyes cold enough to freeze the room. Carmela laughed, thick and ugly. "You ARE a maid. You're lower than the rats in the basement, girl.

His deep gritty voice sent chills through me as he sang: I'll be your man I'll understand Do my best to take good care of you Yes, I will You'll be my queen I'll be your king And I'll be your lover, too Yes, I will Derry down green Color of my dream A dream that's daily coming true I'll tell you When the day is through I will come to you And tell you of your many charms And you'll look at me With eyes that see And melt into each other's arms And so I come

Not after everything we'd been through together. But there was no mistaking that face, those eyes, that familiar presence twisted into something monstrous. "Welcome to the future, Theo," the Serpent said, smiling. "The age of pure supernatural beings is over." I stared at the face of someone I'd trusted with my life. Someone who'd fought beside us, bled with us, earned our loyalty and love. Someone who'd been betraying us the entire time. And as the full weight of the betrayal crashed down on me, I realized Thelma's vision must have shown her this same face.

My first mate, a figure I had trusted implicitly, concealed his treacherous intentions beneath a façade of loyalty. As the moon goddess's blessings were invoked, sealing the pact with an ethereal glow, I could not fathom the darkness that lingered in the shadows. It was when the vows were exchanged that the betrayal unfurled its wings. In a chilling twist of fate, my mate turned executioner, ruthlessly slaying my family and the esteemed members of our royal lineage.

Immediately after, she took a glass from the table and hurled it at the door. The glass shattered as it hit the door, just like her trust in Fred. She never doubted him because she believed he was her loyal right-hand man. However, that trust had shattered today. “How does it feel to be betrayed by someone you trusted most?” The woman behind the desk lowered the book she was reading, revealing her thin yet beautiful face. The still-angered queen looked toward the woman and answered mockingly, “Everything happened as you predicted. You must be pleased with yourself, aren’t you?”

"I watched you in the city. I watched you struggle with the pups. I watched you cry yourself to sleep in that hovel. And do you know what I did? I laughed. Because even at your lowest, you still had the light. And I had nothing but the hunger." The silver around me began to turn black. I felt my lungs burning, the ten-minute mark approaching. "Celine, stop!" I shouted. "He played us both! Silas betrayed us both!" "Silas is dead!" Celine shrieked, and the Archive began to shake. "But you’re still here. You’re the Queen now. You have the Alpha. You have the throne. And I am going to take every bit of it until you are as empty as I am."