Betrayed By A Best Friend Novels & Stories

I finally responded. “Do you not think that the pain of betrayal is a form of abuse?” he asked incredulously. “I guess I never thought of it that way. However, infidelity toward the bond would be wilfully causing your mate harm, and I can see that clearly now that you have pointed it out. Alpha, I did ask Tyler to reject me before he intentionally did things to cause me pain, but he said we couldn’t do that, or we could both lose our titles,” I confessed.

So why did this gentle, stupid touch affect me a thousand times more than his demand? I pressed both palms against my burning cheeks, trying to drown out the loud, rapid thumping of my own heart. I was a heartbroken woman. My marriage was in ashes, my trust was completely shattered, and my ex-husband was currently fuming in the dark over my fake engagement. I had sworn to myself that my heart was dead, buried beneath the grief of Ethan's betrayal. So why was Damian Blackwood making it beat again?

he asked “Destroy him” I replied “Damn, what did he do to you?” he asked. “Don’t tell me you are the one responsible for the whole chaos?” he asked his eyes wide. “You could say that” I was playing with fire, Noah could as well betray me and go to Liam, but I had faith and I trusted my gut. Silence stretched and then he leaned forward “Don’t get married to Liam and I will help you” He said. “You are too good for him” he added.

, he smiled at Joey and looked at me. “Joey, haven't we discussed earlier?”. “What other thing do you have to say?” I grumbled due to the fact that Joey gave me a bag of troubles earlier and wasn't ready for any more troubles. “You can't be weary of me Michael,I am your Beta and best friend remember and as such I'll always be in your face”,I felt the confidence in his hoarse voice as he spoke. “I have a discussion with my father as you are aware, so you could leave us alone”,I reaffirmed

Intense. Deep. Locked down tight. "If I'd told you, you would've been scared." A bitter smile touched his mouth. "Your best friend had just betrayed you. Everyone you knew disappeared overnight. If a guy you already hated suddenly showed up and said he wanted to help, would you have trusted him? "I'm sorry. This was the only way. You wouldn't suspect me. "So... are you happy now?" I let out a slow breath and closed my eyes. They suddenly stung.

"I said used to. Your first crush. They say you never forget your first crush." "You're the same bitch you were before. I thought you changed, but people like you never change. Glad that you aren't my best friend." He sneered, pure hatred on his face. I replayed the word he just said to me. "Mutual feeling." But it was a lie. I wanted him back. I needed my best friend back. My old best friend back not the one who was standing in front of me, who wasn't seeing how his words were affecting me. He too believed the rumors. This wasn't the Dhruv which I knew. He was someone else, copying my his actions.

Why she didn’t feel robbed by the valedictorian too, I’d never been sure. I had thought it would be over after we graduated. I hadn’t seen much of Sophia that summer, but on my birthday in late August, I was planning to meet some friends at a local diner for a celebratory dinner. It wasn’t much, but that was the best we had. Who did I run in to on the way but Sophia. She was dead set on humiliating me right there on the sidewalk, as if ruining my eighteenth birthday would somehow make up for the fact that she didn’t get to speak at our graduation.

"It's not like that! I don't know why she said that! I've never been married, and I didn't ask her to introduce anyone to me!" "Are you still trying to talk your way out of this situation? Your best friend has already exposed you. How long do you plan on lying to me?" "I didn't lie to you!" I exclaimed, frustrated tears spilling down my cheeks. "Isabelle's lying…" Just then, a particularly eye-catching, red comment flashed across my eyes. "I heard about a similar case from a plastic surgeon when I was working abroad. A woman got plastic surgery to look just like her best friend. She then impersonated her best friend to swindle rich men out of their wealth.

“You can’t lie to yourself. We had a beautiful past. You remember it, don’t you?” Adrian grew silent for a moment; his face tightened. That past had existed, but it was buried under betrayal. “Leviana,” he finally said coldly, “that past died when you chose your own path. Don’t ever think I’ll go back.” Leviana gave a bitter smile; her eyes filled with tears. “Then… let me stay by your side as a friend. That’s all I ask.” “Friend?” Adrian snorted. “After everything you did? You think I can trust you again?”

My body aches, the bond with my mate slowly breaking, every second an aching reminder in the form of physical pain like the universe itself holds me responsible for my husband’s betrayal. I try to hold myself back from crying. I try to tell myself that I am stronger than this. That I am a Luna. But when reality comes crashing down on me, it crushes my spirit as well. Squeezes my heart to the point of bleeding, leaving me breathless.