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Orion stumbled back, his eyes flashing a frantic amber as he glared up at Kaelen. "Who the hell are you?!" Orion spat, his voice hoarse and trembling with rage as he pointed a shaking finger at Kaelen’s leather-clad chest. "She is my betrothed! Release her!" Kaelen stood like a mountain of dark ice, his broad arms holding me securely against his chest. He read the entire situation in a single glance. He knew about the debt ritual. He knew Selene had traded her freedom to save our brother Darius Nightbane, and he knew I had surrendered my body to settle the pack's remaining blood-debts.

I was really experiencing conflicting emotions, yet I was still looking forward to today. My Luna and I arrived at the summit of a mountain at my clan, and seeing her there made me incredibly pleased, even though I knew she would eventually become mine. I was walking towards her when I suddenly felt a piercing ache and realized that a sword had cut through me. We both looked at each other before I clung to the ground and cried, wondering " why was this happening?”

I came out as a whisper so soft ! He waited for me to say more , "she's just a child" more tears flow down my eyes ,I can't let this happen ,I won't be able to live if something happens to her or even any other member of my family ,I just can't let this happen. My lower lip trembles while talking it's like energy is draining out of my system "well I tried to talk things out between us ,I even asked about a normal dinner date nothing else nothing more but what do I get in return a BETRAYAL ,but it's wasn't enough I again tried to be calm around you but what do I get a wounded head ,blood dripping down my chin making a scenery on my shirt severol hits and what not and don't even let me start o

He groused and my heart sank into the bottom of my belly. He got up from the chair and began to trudge towards me, his eyes narrowing down at me. “This is where you first betrayed your sister,” he whispered and my breath ceased. I clenched my fist tightly and gripped his collar again, glaring down at him. “Me?” I huffed. “We betrayed her together, Miles, and if you think you're going to manipulate me with that again, you've failed this time.” The smile on his face faded and he gritted his teeth.

Caitlin flew and flew. She had no idea where she was going, but wherever the wind took her would be fine with her. She felt as if she had nowhere to go, anyway, and nothing left to live for. Her beloved Caleb had betrayed her, and the only other person she cared for in the world, her brother, Sam, had probably betrayed her, too. After all, Sam had led Samantha, had led all of those evil vampires, right to her, right to the King’s Chapel. Was there anyone left in the world she could trust? Was it her destiny that everyone who came into her life ended up betraying her?

Seventy-three women who threw themselves from this cliff rather than live without their mates. I'm about to be seventy-four. Except I didn't jump. The frozen river rushes up to meet me, black and merciless in the moonlight. My wolf howls inside my mind, a sound of pure anguish that no one else will ever hear. She's dying with me. We're dying together, betrayed by the one person who was supposed to protect us above all others. Damien. His name tastes like poison on my tongue. Or maybe that's the actual poison they forced down my throat an hour ago, making sure I'd be too weak to shift, too weak to fight, too weak to do anything but feel every agonizing second of this.

Anton Valerie and I have been having sex every night this week, and she’s been sleeping in my bed with me, until last night when Freya’s screams echoed through the house, causing us both to jump out of bed, fumble with our clothing and race to her room. I thought we were past these night terrors, but her dinner with Lincoln seems to have triggered them again. Val insisted on sleeping in Freya’s bed with her to help her sleep. We’re still waiting to hear from her lawyer about the no contact order, but the lawyer was excited to have the recording and messages, combined with Freya’s therapist’s notes advising limited to zero contact with Lincoln Carter due to unnecessary stress on the child.

Without hesitation, he rips into Rowan’s body. I scream as Rowan’s blood splashes across the dirt, his final cry cut short when the guard’s claws tear through him. The air reeks of blood and betrayal. My legs give out, and I fall to my knees, clutching my chest as the pack watches. “Let this serve as a warning,” one elder says coldly. “Betrayal is death.” Draven’s voice comes next, deep and final. “Rhiannon of the Midnight Pack,” he says, his voice emotionless, “you are hereby banished. You no longer belong to this pack… or to me.”

I choked out freezing inside. But his face twisted in disgust. “Don’t yo dare say my name,” he snarled, his voice raw with betrayal. “I trusted you. I loved you. And this…this what you do? Keal, Ronon, and I—we loved you, Lyra. We put aside every warning and ignored every red flag. We tried to see you as separate from your father’s crimes, to believe you weren’t like him. But you threw it all back in our faces, You proved us wrong. You showed us you exactly like Nickolay Vladislav. His blood runs in your veins, and now we all see it.”

Here’s Chapter 20 – Echoes of Betrayal for Ghost on the Highway, taking the story to its most intense, emotional, and shocking point yet, with a cliffhanger that will leave readers desperate for the next instalment. --- CHAPTER TWENTY – ECHOES OF BETRAYAL The scrapyard was a war zone. Flames licked the steel carcasses of old cars, sending twisted shadows dancing across the asphalt. Smoke choked the night, curling around everything like a living thing. My chest burnt, every breath a struggle, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t look away. Saint hovered above the wreckage, eyes glowing red, untouchable, like some god of vengeance. And beside him… Elena. Alive. Smiling. The betrayal cut deeper than