Burning Betrayal Reviews Novels & Stories

“Every lie, every shadow, every threat… it only proved one truth: you and I belong together. Nothing can break that.” And as they collapsed into each other’s embrace, exhausted but exhilarated, they understood that the flames of betrayal had failed. Instead of destroying them, the fires had forged a love stronger, more unyielding, and more intoxicating than either had ever imagined.

I stood there, unmoving, my eyes locked on the door she had just walked through as if expecting her to turn back, to run into my arms and swear it was all a terrible lie. But she didn’t. She kept walking. She was gone. My hands curled into fists at my sides, trembling with the effort it took not to tear the whole room apart. I had done the right thing, hadn’t I? I had protected my pack, my position, my legacy. I had shown strength, the kind of strength an Alpha was supposed to have. Then why… Why did it feel like I had just ripped my own soul apart? The betrayal burned hotter than any physical wound I had ever taken in battle. I could almost feel it, a searing brand carved into my chest.

Clearly, I was very wrong. He turns to leave, and I have to cover my mouth to hold in the cry. But once I hear the front door open and close, I crumble to the floor and let it out. My sobs only getting louder as each new emotion comes. The pain of being betrayed. The confusion of wondering if his words had any truth to them. The anger of everything we shared feeling like nothing now. And the heartache of losing someone I feel I barely ever had. Chapter 13 "I wish you would tell me what happened," Kamila says.

Completely ignoring the fact that Alpha Ares cheated on me, openly and shamelessly. “Luna Ira, how are you holding up?” Beta Ceryn appears beside me, she has refused to take part in this celebration, since it disrespects me. Though, I am expected to celebrate my husband’s betrayal with a big smile and the personality of a fool. My eyes burn with tears and I blink a few times to stop myself from crying. I won’t cry, not again. Sighing, I answered her, “What do you think, Ceryn?”

I never realized we had created so many beautiful memories in five years, but now they were just meaningless. I dragged the box to the backyard, struck a match, and tossed it inside. The flames slowly consumed the pictures, turning them into ashes. "What are you burning?" A voice suddenly called from the doorway. I glanced at my phone. It was 11 p.m. Allen was back. By now, the photos had been reduced to nothing but ashes. Keeping my face expressionless, I replied, "Nothing, just some company documents I didn’t need anymore." Allen grabbed my hand, concern written all over his face. "You should’ve let me handle this. What if you got burned? I’d be so worried."

But not hard enough. I took another. And another. Praying the burn would be enough to numb the pain just for a second. Long enough to forget her face in that ballroom. Long enough to forget the silence when I realised she wasn’t coming home. Long enough to forget the crushing weight pressing on my chest every time I breathed in, and she wasn’t beside me anymore. My dead mate. My failure as an Alpha. My best friend and Beta betraying me. It all spun in circles, grief mixing with rage, heartbreak bleeding into something darker. And the more I drank, the more I wanted to burn it all down.

He'd always been reckless, a wildfire compared to her calculated burn, and now it had dragged them both into the abyss. "Matteo," she whispered, the name tasting like ash on her tongue. It wasn't a question; it was an accusation, a dam breaking inside her. The betrayal felt physical, a knife twisting in her gut, sharper than any wound she'd endured in the years of building this empire. She'd fought alongside Kane, bled for him, and now she was paying the price for trusting the wrong person.

He walk across the room and mumbling to himself, “It’s all her fault, she is the one for whom everyone leaving me, I’ll make sure Isabella pays for what she’s done, she will regret the day she ever crossed me.” Mia is walking alone in the street. And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable,

Now, they felt like weights I had to carry. Without thinking, I grabbed the box and threw it on the bed. The necklace dangled from the edge, and the keychain rolled off and clattered to the floor. For a moment, I just stood there, staring at them. Then a thought came to me, unbidden, but powerful. What if I burned them? What if I burned everything he gave me—everything that had ever tied me to him—and just watched it all turn to ash? I didn’t know where the thought came from, but it felt right. It felt like the only thing that could take away the sting of betrayal. The only way to free myself from the years of pretending that his lies didn’t hurt.

It was a betrayal that cut deeper than any blade. As I stormed off, the echo of my own screams ringing in my ears, I knew that this was far from over. Zane's betrayal had set into motion a chain of events that would test the very foundation of our pack, and I vowed that we would emerge from this stronger than ever before but first, I had to quell the fire raging within me, a fire fueled by betrayal and righteous anger.