Novel & Cerita Cammy Lost The Bet Badly

Just watching. Watching me. Her betrayal still hadn’t sunk in. I’d trained beside her. Trusted her. Bleed with her. She had stood beside me when no one else did. And now she had delivered me to the wolves. Behind me, Alex cried out. I turned to see him fall to one knee, a claw gash across his side. Not fatal—but deep. One of the Fang stepped in for the kill. I reached him just in time, ramming my shoulder into the attacker’s spine. We fell in a tangle of claws and teeth. My blade lost. Hands on his throat. His hands on mine. He was stronger—but I was angrier.

The wind was biting, yet he was wearing only a thin layer of clothes. He shouted toward the phone, “Ruthie, this was a bet I made using you back then, and the loser had to jump into the lake. I know I did you wrong, so I’m giving all those wagers back to you now.” Someone tried to stop him. “Finn, that bet was made in the middle of summer! The water’s freezing now. You can’t do this!” Before his friends could convince him otherwise, Finn had jumped in. I hung up at that point. I felt nothing stirring inside me. I just found it ridiculous. He wanted to prove how guilty he felt, but I had stopped caring about all of that long ago.

“Sold—to the man holding the number three. Congratulations, sir. Please meet us at the front desk at the end of the show to discuss payment and contract.” My heart wanted to rip out of my chest as I nodded at him. Dash dropped on his stomach in my head as he worked on calming his heavy breathing. I would call him out for his drama any other time, but right now, I was barely holding it together myself. Goddess knew what would have happened if Gael wouldn’t have snapped me out of it or if the betting would have gone further. My mate’s eyes were still on me by the time the spokesperson grabbed her by the waist and led her out. A low growl slipped from my lips as my eyes flashed between my wolf’

"What about it?" "I installed the camera." The confession came out rushed, guilty. "That was me. It was supposed to be proof for the bet. Evidence that you actually completed the challenge." "I know it was you," Grayson said flatly. "I figured that out years ago." Jake leaned forward. "But we didn't post it. Gray, I swear to God, we didn't." Grayson froze, his drink halfway to his mouth. "What?" "The bet was stupid. The camera was beyond stupid. But we're not monsters." Ivan's voice was urgent now. "When you called off the bet, when you told us you actually had feelings for her, we backed off completely."

She clung to that thought like a lifeline, pouring all her energy and love into him. In the end, he did the same as Kieran and chose to betray her. All the love she had given him, in return, came crashing down the moment she learned the truth. The pain was unbearable. Knowing how wrong he had been, David choked out, "Mommy, it was my fault. I shouldn't have called someone else that. Only you are my mommy." He reached out, trying to grab her hand and feel the warmth he used to have, but she stepped back without a second thought, avoiding his touch. "It's too late. Your regret means nothing now."

all of it was just a sick bet. Like a clown, I had handed him my heart while they all watched and laughed, trampling on it for three years. Chosen mate. What a joke. Tears finally fell, but not from heartbreak. From sheer disgust. I wiped my face, calmly strode back into the room, and hit the call button. I signed the AMA discharge papers with a blank face, explicitly telling the nurse not to inform Wyatt. Half an hour later, I was back at the hotel, grabbing my pre-packed luggage.

The battlefield lay smoldering in the first light. Wolves licked their wounds; survivors wept over the fallen. Survivors wept for the deceased, while wolves tended to their injuries. Emily knelt beside him, with Alexander's head on her lap and his chest rising in uneven patterns. They had merely delayed the conflict, making the hard-fought triumph over the Enclave seem insignificant. She put her arms around him while making barely believable promises in her whispers. This fight had cost more than blood. It had demanded everything she loved.

She was really good and usually won most of her games, but now she'd met someone who was better than her and it was a tough and annoying pill to swallow. "Now, about my prize," Jamie announced, his expression gleeful. Camden glanced at him, still feeling salty about her loss. "What about it?" she replied, her tone laced with annoyance. "I want it," Jamie stated with an air of victory, relishing the moment. Camden sighed dramatically. "You'd better make it good," Jamie added, laughing at her grumpy demeanor after losing. She frowned, "You'll need to give me a minute to compose myself." He chuckled. "Fair enough."

she teased as she walked into the house. “Back rides and dinner? What’s going on with you two?” Camerin asked, arms crossed with a grin. “I lost a bet,” I said with a shrug. “We raced to the lake and she won.” “How did she do that? You’re the best runner in the pack.” “I might have let her win.” “Why?” “She needed to remember who she was. It worked.”

I turned back to Camilla, who was glaring at Tracey, fire in her eyes. “We were the perfect family, Seth. Ben's death moved you up from Delta to Gamma, and when you found your mate... you didn’t have the guts to reject her.” Camilla’s voice cut through the chaos. “What now? What are you going to do?” Before I could react, Tracey whipped out a gun. My heart stopped. I lunged forward, knocking her arm just as she pulled the trigger. The shot went wide, but she stumbled back, dragging Lucien with her, his chains wrapped around her wrist.