Betrayed Into His Arms Novels & Stories

I couldn’t get a read on him and it was kind of annoying, but I guess I am going to have to trust him for now. “I guess you’re going to have to trust me, yeah I know the feeling of being betrayed by everyone you thought was your friend, but then they turn out to be your worst enemy. You see I left my palace for the same reason, and now that you’re in my life, I am going to take you back to the pack I belong to and we’re going to give up there and hope no one bothers us anymore.” I am not going to let him take me anywhere. He isnt going to touch me and he isnt getting anywhere near my son. I am kind of pissed off that he thinks he can come in here and say he is going to do this and that.

Blood smeared the path behind me, but I didn’t stop. Until someone yanked my arm. “Damn it, what is wrong with you? I’ve been honking, calling your name, running behind you. Your feet are bleeding, for God’s sake!” His scolding didn’t register. I just collapsed into his arms, hugging him, all my walls shattering. I sobbed like a child — loud, messy, broken. The pain, the betrayal, the hurt — it all came flooding back. “Ja… Jake… he… D… he betrayed me… he…” I couldn’t speak. I bawled, incoherent.

“Let’s go into the house.” I couldn’t move. My heart had sunk to my stomach and a dreadful feeling set over me. “This was a trick. I trusted him and he betrayed me.” I felt my chest tighten again in a painful grip, “Ash!”

His hands would be all over me—on my shoulders, my back, between my legs, and everywhere. "It's okay," he assured me whenever I shivered, wrapping me in his warm embrace. He would grip me tightly, refusing to let go whenever I struggled to break free, his voice taking on an edge, an urgency, pleading with me, "Eva, don't shut me out. Come back." "Don't push me away. Let me in." "Trust me, Eva. I can fix this." His promises rang in the air but could not get through me, for I was too broken by his betrayal, too lost.

Cruelly. What? The betrayal landed in full force then. My strength wavered, and my knees finally gave way as the knowledge carved through me, deeper than the stake ever could. He had done it. He had held the weapon. Driven it in. And was happy doing it… My mouth opened in shock, but no words came out. Only disbelief. Only the taste of blood and magic and broken trust. I had walked into their trap.

His eyes glared into mine, searching for some answer that I couldn't comprehend. "You have betrayed me. I can smell it." His voice was filled with so much venom and aggression that the vibrations of his words landed on my skin. His eyes were all over my body, like he was trying to solve some puzzle. He stepped forward, intimidatingly close to me. He reached out a hand, almost tenderly, and brushed my face. The words were like a slap in the face. I couldn't believe what he was saying. He had betrayed me. I had always been faithful; I had believed in him, trusted him, and gave him my all. But he had been untrustworthy, and I felt betrayed.

"I will take away your pain. I will make them pay for what they've done to you. They'll regret every moment of it." His words hung in the air, laden with a fierce determination that resonated with Mia's shattered soul. Could she trust him? Would he live up to his promise? Would he really hold her and take her pain away? He opened his arms, a silent plea for her to find refuge in his embrace. She hesitated for a moment, her teary eyes searching his face for sincerity. In that fragile moment, she made a choice – to let go of the chains that bound her and to embrace the warmth of his presence. With a rush of raw, unfiltered emotion, she threw herself into his arms, seeking solace in the midst o

He screams after me, then I hear him collapse on the floor groaning in pain. Somehow, though almost blinded by the pain, I find myself reaching desperately for the door back into the pack house, knowing that beyond that door is the rest of my life, knowing that as long as I can reach that door I am truly free. I collapse against the door and have to force myself to push the handle, then suddenly, I am blinded by bright lighting as I fall through the door and land in Thomas's arms, he scoops me up easily and rushes back to my room, where he lays me gently in the bed.

I screamed and yelled I had no strength to stop him I was too weak. "How is this possible how come they just let him in"?! I cried even harder thinking I was once again being betrayed. I feel his hands grab ahold of my waist as he drags me from under the bed. I close my eyes tight as I scream and try to pry his hands off me I can't open my eyes I don't want to see his face anymore! My eyes are forced to open when I feel a stinging poke in my arm and everything turns hazy before I fall unconscious in his arms.

The impact sent him crashing into the bar counter, glass shattering as he groaned in pain. Damien didn’t even look at him. He was already catching her as she nearly collapsed, her body limp in his arms. “Who…?” Her voice was barely a whisper. Damien’s grip tightened, his fingers flexing around her waist. “You shouldn’t have run,” he murmured. Even though he knew she wouldn’t remember him saying it. Then, before anyone else could lay their hands on her, he lifted her into his arms and walked away. And just like that, the night that had begun in betrayal ended in the hands of a man far more dangerous than she could ever imagine.