Betsy Braddock Novels & Stories

Chapter 15: Unbroken The room was quiet, unnervingly so. Not the kind of silence that brought peace—but the kind that came before a storm. Betty sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, arms crossed over her chest, watching Lisa pace the floor with too much comfort for someone unwelcome. The she-wolf had been trying to wear her down with soft smiles and thinly veiled advice ever since Alex had handed Betty over to her "care." “He’s your Alpha, Betty,” Lisa said, not for the first time. “You keep resisting like this, you’ll only make it harder on yourself.”

Zita offered. Rebecca didn't reply nor objected her offer. They both left the dining room and arrived at the living room. Rebecca slowed her pace when she saw who it was. It was a woman, who was in her late fifties, dressed in cream coloured dress. Her hair was short and styled to a bob. The woman caught a glimpse of Rebecca and smiled slyly. "Ah! You must be the new caretaker my son hired!" The woman said proudly, sneering at Rebecca. She looked her from head to toe and disliked her.

And words powerful enough to shake Stella that badly? Why? “Who was she?” Gray answered, “She was one of the caretakers from the orphanage who used to look after Miss Stella.” Aaron asked, “Did she manage to finalize the divorce from Evan?” “No. Betsy was on her way to the civil affairs bureau with the divorce papers when she got into a car accident. The car exploded. Betsy was pulled out in time, but that was all.” The moment he heard ‘car accident’, Aaron’s breathing turned heavy.

"She won't give you the copies, Brock. She loves that data more than she loves her child. I told you that. But you didn't listen." Jessica Patterson stepped into the flashlight beam. Holding Emma's hand. Casual. Calm. Like she was just visiting. Like she wasn't a fugitive who'd been hunting us for weeks. "Hello, Bethany. Surprise. Did you really think Brock was working alone? Did you really think I'd let him handle this without supervision? I've been here all along. Watching. Waiting. Making sure he didn't mess this up like he messed up everything else." She looked older in person than in photos. Tired. But still sharp. Still dangerous. Still the woman who'd destroyed sixty-three designers o

I penetrated her memory of being used to satisfy a man, and her pain and suffering made me gnash my teeth and clench my fists. She trembled in her flashback, uttering a name that was not her real name, “Scarlet.” I absorbed how she was incredibly fearful of the man who had ripped her innocence from her and transformed her into the person she is today. A person without morals and dignity, as she called herself in her mind. I released my hand from her forehead, breaking the bond.

Nightmares makes her lose her appetite. She went to her father’s class as she does not have any motivation to go to her elective and Lyra entered the room but Catherine ignored her. Brittany went to sit beside her and still trying to appeal to Catherine because of her mother’s connection. “Seemed like someone ditched you because someone already got the role.” Catherine felt insulted by the apologetic expression of Brittany. She was going to say something but her father arrived. ‘Good morning class” Catherine’s father greeted and everyone greeted back.

I asked around, and no one knows of it. Then Allegra and Bradson came to us, beside Bradson was a dark skinned lady, wearing a skimpy dress. She had a small frame and was of an average eyes. "Meet Bethany, guys" Bradson gently tugged on the petite figure. "Hi!" She chirped excitingly, twitching on her heels. Esther and I greeted her. I threw a look at Bradson. I smelled the fog clouding her senses. She was under compulsion.

She stood as Zainab exited the bathroom whilst closing the door behind her. "Pardon?" She said. What's the girl's problem? "I said who.do.you.think.you.are?" She asked slowly and dangerously. But that didn't scare Zainab. She watched the girl in amusement. She has been in this situation years back. And she acted stupid then. But not this time. "Oh me?" She chuckled. "Sorry for being rude and not introducing myself earlier. I'm Zainab Abdulkareem, Ismail's lovely and only wife."

The Sequel for The Bet is out now, it is called Riptide❤️‼️ As requested it's Brittany's story after Andre❤️‼️ Chapters are already posted❤️‼️ Hope you guys enjoy it❤️‼️ Riptide *Sneak Peak* "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.

" Betty nodded as the body inquired. "She possesses the ability to alter the course of history. They would be unstoppable if we let her stay with him, but apart they are worthless "Betty said as the car came to a halt. I stood there watching Brody walk to my door. He opened it and reached for me. As he laughed, I struggled against his grip. "You realize you could get hurt," Brody said as he threw me over his shoulder. He walked up to an altar and threw me at its base. "Whether you want to or not, you will give away your location."