Checkmate The Betrayal Novels & Stories

Her tone is flat, and unlike her. I raise my eyebrows at her, and give a small, soft laugh. “Okay, Val.” “I mean it.” “If you say so.” “Anton, those are my conditions to yours,” She clarified. This got my full attention. “Are you serious?” “You give me what I asked for, I will do what you asked in return. If you ever let another woman touch you, I will kill her,” Val reiterates. “All or nothing. I will not and cannot live through another betrayal by a man.”

Not wanting to place all their hopes on the curse alone, they also bewitched Matthias into thinking another woman was his mate. When Alessia could recognize Matthias as her true mate, he was already under the thrall of this other woman, and Alessia’s pain from the constant betrayal of her mate bond caused her to end up taking her own life, instead of being forced to live with the pain indefinitely. When Matthias felt the pain of his true mate’s death, it broke him out of the thrall of the woman who had enchanted him, but by this time, it was already too late. Alessia was gone, and he too, in the shame of his ultimate betrayal, took his own life.

we echoed again, but Dominic's confidence wavered visibly. "One night... might be impossible," he stammered, his voice betraying his anxiety. I could feel his wolf's distress mirroring my own, a nervous energy pulsing between us. "How about one moon cycle?" Dr. Sutherland's expression hardened further, his disapproval radiating like a physical force that made even Dominic, an Alpha, shrink back slightly. Dominic swallowed hard, his throat bobbing with the effort. "Understood—I guarantee delivery tonight." With a final ice-cold glance at me, Dr. Sutherland growled, "What kind of Alpha have you chosen for your mate!" and turned away, his coat flapping in the evening breeze.

While I was as calm as an undisturbed lake on the surface, beneath me was a troubled sea tossing back and forth with waves of emotion. I wanted to turn around and yell at him to demand answers, to ask when he had stopped loving me and how he could betray me. But I don't care anymore, knowing that he chose to betray me and toss away everything we've built out the window changed nothing. I wouldn't give him the chance to fill my head up with lies. I got Up the stairs, then I heard a heavy thud, and my heart went up to my throat.

After a moment, I continued, “As you can see, my vision has returned. And, as you can also see, I have no choice but to dissolve my engagement with Rowan.” “Long live Princess Mia!” the crowd erupted, chanting in support. “Today was supposed to be a joyous occasion. According to my late mother’s wishes—the former queen of the Moonshadow Wolf Tribe—after the Moonlit Ceremony, we were to announce my werewolf coming-of-age ceremony and my coronation as queen.” I sighed, pausing for effect. “But as you’ve all witnessed today, my fiancé Rowan and my sister Evelyn betrayed me. So instead, I will proceed directly to the Moonshadow Wolf Tribe Queen's coronation!”

His touch was soft, yet it remained setting off something she couldn’t quite ignore. “You want freedom,” he replied, his voice lower. “From her shadow. From the part of you that wonders if you’re more like her than you want to admit.” Ava pulled her hand back. “Don’t psychoanalyze me.” He laughed, the sound deep and low. “It’s not psychoanalyzing. It’s recognizing someone who’s just as stubborn as I am.” They worked late into the night, piecing together the maze of agreements and betrayals that related Evelyn Sinclair to Roman’s past. Ava couldn’t refute his insight, but she kept her guard up, refusing to allow his appeal distract her from the task at hand.

he said, his voice trembling with simmering anger, “if that child is mine, I’ll claim him. No matter what.” Our eyes locked, his determination clashing against my resolve. I held his gaze, my voice deadly calm. “Betray me, Coby, and you’ll lose everything—your pack, your title, your life. Don’t think I won’t fucking destroy you.” The room fell silent, the weight of our words hanging heavy between us. Finally, his gaze dropped, submission marking his defeat. But even as he stood there, resigned and cowed, I knew this wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

But since he no longer loved me and even betrayed me, I had no reason to continue helping him with his dreams. Still, I had to calm him down. I couldn't let him know that I was planning to sell off all my shares. So, I looked at him emotionlessly and said, "Fine, we won't divorce." Aaron grinned gleefully in satisfaction. "Isn't that great? I'm sorry I can't give you the love you want, Katrina, but I can still give you the money that you want."

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.

“Beautiful! That scumbag finally used his brain for once!” I only gave a faint smile. The show was far from over. I took out my phone and hit send. The next second, the LED screen in the church—originally playing romantic music—went dark. Then a photo appeared. The one Rose had sent me: she and Ethan in the hotel bed before the wedding. Next came every line I’d photographed from the two time capsules Ethan and Rose buried together. The crowd erupted. “Oh my god! So the groom cheated before the wedding? And the mistress is the one wearing the dress?”