Betrayed By My Mate - Hybrids Sorrow Mga Nobela at Kwento

" The anxious look on her face seemed to suggest I was some unforgivable monster. Meanwhile, her boyfriend had just recovered from a severe stomach condition, and his most treasured possession had been destroyed. My pain meant nothing to her. I felt both ridiculous and pitiful. Chris hid behind Wanda. His face showed just the right amount of grievance. His eyes welled with tears as if he had suffered a great injustice. "Enzo, I'm sorry. I didn't know it meant so much to you–" While he spoke, he tugged lightly at Wanda's sleeve.

“You think this is a game, Ariella? That parading around on his arm, letting the whole pack whisper about how perfect you look together, won’t come back to burn you?” I met his fury with ice. “You lost the right to care about who I marry the moment you betrayed me.” He flinched, just barely, but enough for me to notice. His nostrils flared as he leaned closer, his voice dropping low, almost a growl. “You were supposed to be mine. My mate. Not his.” Something sharp twisted in my chest, but I crushed it down. “You wanted someone submissive. Someone timid. Someone who’d let you hold all the power.”

I order my sister to stay inside the truck knowing they won’t hesitate to hurt her. “You really thought it would take me time to figure out you’re the one who turned my mate over to the council?” I growl at the first wolf to step in front of me. He growls back before slowly backing away as I step forward not even caring how close I get. “It’s my duty to report hybrids when they’re found, just as it is yours. I don’t blame you for hiding her though she was your mate and she was quite a looker too,” Bo chuckles as he watches me carefully. “It was pretty obvious what she was when I got conflicting reports of her being a vampire or a wolf, then her father gave her away when he got revenge for he

strength was finally coming. “I am really shocked at your broad daylight hatred. May the moon goddess curse you to be miserable till the day you die,” Ethan told me. I could not talk again. Everything that had happened these past few weeks was enough to silence me. “I Alpha Ethan hereby denounce you, Ariana Jessica as my Luna from this day henceforth.” Maybe he thought I would cry and beg. “I accept to be rejected. Thank you, Alpha Ethan.” Ethan, feeling insulted, called the guards to carry me and lock me up forever.

This is the first time Ragnar speaks of a mate after Anabella's death. "I want you and Remus to be aware that it is difficult for her to survive. She urgently needs a transfusion, and as a hybrid, I must perform several tests before administering anything. However, I don't believe she has time for that entire protocol," Moreira says after clearing his throat. He knows that for an alpha like Ragnar and a grumpy wolf like Remus, hearing that is difficult, almost unacceptable, especially considering it's their second mate given by the moon goddess. They don't often have the fortune of being blessed a second time. "I will give her my blood," Ragnar says, lying down beside her and offering his ar

said the love of my life, and I smiled. I smiled because it had all been worth it. My mate's betrayal had helped me find my way. My mate's betrayal led me to find true love. My mate's betrayal made everything fall into place. Nothing else mattered; this was everything. THE END.

Lyra sank to the floor beside the bed, trembling as everything she had held together finally collapsed inward. Silent sobs shook her body as moonlight spilled across the room, cold and indifferent. Downstairs, faint footsteps moved once through the hall. Darius. Perhaps already imagining the life he would build next. Perhaps already preparing for Selene’s return in ways she could not yet see. Lyra pressed her hand against her chest, breathing unevenly. Then her fingers drifted to her bare throat. The place a mate’s mark should have been. The place she had once hoped would mean she belonged to someone.

She had gifted me another mate, though in truth it was just another curse. I had been given mates before, but it always ended the same way. They died. Whether their death was at my hands or from some human ailment made no difference. Nyx had a twisted sense of humor, always offering me a mortal mate. This one was no different so far as I could tell. After the mess the hybrid had created warring with the fae, there was no way I was going to accept another mate, let alone one who was mortal. I hadn’t been involved with the hybrid, but many of my kind had, which meant that I was being hunted. That wasn’t any kind of life for anyone, not even an immortal like myself.

Mostly. "Miles is perfect," I take my hair from her. "It's Micca. I got him hurt and he doesn't want to see me," "Oh," she nods. "Mates are annoying," "Do you have a mate?" "I did," she nods. "What happened?" "He betrayed me and I had him killed," she shrugs as if it's no big deal. "I'm sorry,"

"Yes you're right, I did hate hybrids... With a passion. I thought I wanted revenge, I thought I want revenge on all of them. But what I saw down there changed my mind. I realized I didn't really want to hurt them. I was just angry. I was angry at the bastard that killed my best friend and I was angry at myself for letting him go there alone. When I first seen Julian in that cell and realized what he was to me I freaked out. I couldn't believe it, I refuse to believe it. I was devastated that I was mated to a hybrid, I was angry that the moon goddess mated me to a hybrid... But at the same time I was horrified that my mate was in there, I was horrified what they did to him. I didn't react ri