Betrayed Season 4 Novels & Stories

Alpha Melissa's voice, sharp and tight, cracked through the room like a whip. Purposely hesitating, I glanced at them and then to the floor. “The Betrayer has killed four people in the last seven years. It’s making him bolder. Each kill has been higher in the pack hierarchy and now the Praetor’s liaison. I… I think this might be him trying to call the Praetor here.” *Nicely done, nicely done,* Balric said. I couldn’t help preen a little. This was all playing out just as I planned it.

Allison asked, then looked at me. Tito nodded before speaking again. "Stefano is my best friend, but he betrayed me. We had a business together, but he robbed me and took Annie away from me. He made up a story that caused Annie to leave me," he continued to say. "I endured the hardship for a long time because I didn't want to lower my pride just to get back to Adie. Until I couldn't take it anymore, I killed Stefano," he added, causing my eyes to widen.

“And some of them… were closer than you ever imagined.” I felt the truth hit like a freight train. The betrayal wasn’t just Vex. It wasn’t just Bishop. Someone else—someone I trusted—was playing their own game. The rain pounded harder. Engines roared closer. The ledger felt heavy against my chest, Luca heavier in my arms, and the night heavier on my shoulders. The alleyway ended. There was no escape. Vex stepped forward, dagger glinting. Bishop beside him, smili ng that same sickening grin.

Elara added, her hands shaking as she recalled her body collapsing on the stairs, the blood flowing between her legs, and the heartbreaking loss of her child. "That night, Fiona betrayed me. She pretended to be on my side, claiming she would help me meet and talk to Elijah. Little did I know, she was the one who had already betrayed my chosen mate. She gave me the same poison she had given Elijah to paralyze him. I couldn't move; I felt so weak sitting in that wheelchair. When we reached the top of the stairs, she pushed me, and—" "Elara, that's enough. You're hurting yourself," Damian interrupted. Elara looked at her Alpha, shocked to see tears in his eyes.

She had spoken them so softly, nearly tenderly, as if she was conveying a slow death. But there was no benevolence in it, not for him. It was a betrayal , one he had been as well dazed or as well proud to see coming. And now, it was late to do anything around it. He stopped under the shade of a closed shop, wiping the rain from his face, in spite of the fact that it didn’t stop the throb in his chest. His phone buzzed in his pocket, a brutal update that life didn’t stop just since his world had disintegrated.

The realization became undeniable—this was a setup, a carefully orchestrated betrayal that had ensnared me in its web. Emotions clashed within me, a whirlwind of confusion, anger, and a profound sense of loss. How could those I had trusted with my life turn against me? Was it greed, desperation, or something far more sinister that had driven them to this heinous act? The answers remained elusive, their motives shrouded in darkness.

Not long ago, Megan had been held up as a shining example of domestic bliss. Both her and Zack were portrayed as a model couple, paraded around as an emblem of marital success. So when this scandal broke, it rippled through the air like a stone tossed into still water. People who once called her a friend were now stunned to discover that the couple they had admired was nothing more than a pair of cheaters, caught in their own tangled web of infidelity. Her gambling parlor, the pride of her so-called successful life, folded under the weight of her transgressions. But what really took me by surprise was seeing her waiting for me at the hotel entrance.

I know he’s the right person to fill that void for Freya, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to trust someone again. I trusted Anton when we were younger, but every time I called him, he was at a club or party where tons of women were in the background, causing me to worry, so I broke up with him. He swears he was faithful to me the entire time, and I want to believe him, but there’s a voice in the back of my mind that doubts him. I married Lincoln, believing that he truly loved me and would be faithful, only to find out how foolish I was.

The one who dealt the final blow was Chris. It was the same person Wanda had defended so fiercely. At the company's most critical moment, he took the last remaining funds and disappeared without a trace. When Wanda received the bank's call demanding repayment, she was dumbfounded. Only then did she realize that what she had lost wasn't just love. She had also lost the career she was so proud of. Everything she had built over the years was gone within a month. She was abandoned by everyone close to her and left with nothing.

Everyone left around 5pm, and she was left alone. Deep in thought, she was startled when her phone rang. She checked the screen and frowned cus she didn't recognize the number but picked it anyway. "Hello" and when a familiar deep husky voice answered she froze. It has been decades since they last spoke, and what was he about to tell her? Was he going to explain what he did? She didn't need any of his explanations cus he betrayed her. "Are you still on? Hello, Zainab." She hung up, though she desperately wanted to scold him, say all sorts of unthinkable words to him. But the other voice that wanted to scream at him, how much she love him, was stronger than the former.