Betrayed Myself Novels & Stories

Goddess, I had been so damn blind and had nobody to blame myself for falling into this carefully created trap. I had always prided myself on my strength. It had been hounded into me that I could overcome anything just as long as I fought hard enough and continued fighting no matter what. The reality was that it was much easier said than done when the time came to put that plan into action. Betrayal – the word itself stung, slicing into me like a silver dagger, serrating everything it touched. How had I been so blind to not have seen the snake before it struck me and tossed me into the lion’s den as if I was nothing but a raw steak.

He was family in the way blood sometimes failed to be. And he had betrayed me. He had sold me out. Betrayal never cuts clean, it shreds through trust, leaving behind a mess of disbelief and pain. And now, the one man I trusted above most… was my enemy. I had been played by one of my most trusted men. I was fooled.

But how can I keep my emotions bottled in when the people I trusted the most betrayed me in such a cruel way? The tears I’d fought so hard to hold back broke free, warm tracks spilling down my cheeks as they blurred my vision. Disappointment gnawed at my chest, sharp and bitter. I hated myself for trusting them. Both of them. Voices chased me. My name, half-formed excuses, pitiful apologies but they slid right past my ears. Each word felt miles away. My heels struck the floor in sharp, furious beats. The front door slammed behind me, a sound so final it almost hurt.

The memory was a brand, seared into him, and with every agonizing replay, the shame burned deeper, etching itself onto his bones. He had done the one thing he swore he never would. He had betrayed the one person who had stood by him, who had believed in him when he was nothing but potential and empty pockets. He had traded their fragile, hard-won peace…a peace built on trust and shared dreams–for a moment of cheap, drunken validation, a hit of ego from a woman who represented a life he’d consciously chosen to leave behind. What have I done?

He stood up to comfort me, but I stopped him, holding up my hands as though he were the one causing this sickness. "Stop!" I shouted at him aggressively. "Don't come any closer!" Noah looked hurt and bewildered, utterly lost and terrified at my exclamation. I tried to get up, but my vision suddenly became obstructed with a vision of Chris's face, of all people. 'You dare sully yourself with a seed other than mine?' his voice thundered in my head. 'I betrayed him,' came what sounded eerily like my own inner voice. 'I have ruined myself for the one who truly deserves me.'

"I trusted you, Alex. We all did. How could you betray us like this?" Alex's gaze shifted, his voice heavy with remorse. "I never meant for any of this to happen. I thought I could handle it on my own, protect everyone without dragging you into the chaos. But I was wrong." The room filled with the weight of unspoken words, the shattered pieces of trust echoing with the pain of what had been lost. It was in that moment that a new resolve took hold of me. I refused to be a pawn in someone else's game, manipulated and deceived for their own selfish motives.

A bitter laugh slipped out of me as I stopped pacing for a second, my hands dropping to my sides before clenching into fists as frustration and self-loathing twisted deep in my chest. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head as if I could physically knock sense back into myself. There was no justification, no excuse I could come up with that wouldn’t sound like complete bullshit, and I knew it, which made it worse because for the first time, I couldn’t even lie to myself about it. I had betrayed Sienna. Again!

“And I repaid that by betraying you, by breaking the only thing I could offer you in return—to be loyal, to be worthy of your trust.” His grip on my wrists and hair loosens fractionally, something shifting in his expression as I continue, “I knew better. Every moment I let that line blur, every time I failed you—I knew I was destroying everything we built.” A sob catches in my throat. “I knew what it would do to you, and I did it anyway. Because I’m selfish. Because I’m weak. Because deep down, maybe I haven’t changed at all from the nothing you picked up off that courtroom floor.”

She laughed weakly. "You should eat something," Damon said. “You barely touched dinner.” He moved around the kitchen, Sloane watched him pull out a bottle of water with glasses. “I’m not hungry,” she said. “She knew, maybe not everything but enough. I told her everything as my best friend. He walked back beside her near the window. “She betrayed you,” he said. “But that doesn’t erase every real thing that existed before it because people are complicated.” “You really believe that? I feel stupid.”

I can’t believe that I went against everything that I had always told myself. I didn’t want a mate. I refused to have a mate. I was going to reject him but I still let him hang around to strengthen the pull between us. I actually told myself that I was going to wait and see where this went. And look at where it went. Look at where it took me. I am the one sitting here hurt, because I betrayed myself. I betrayed my feelings and my thoughts and I didn’t let myself stay true to who I was. I was such an idiot.