Novel & Cerita Como Empieza La Traicion

There was pure silence before realisation slowly sunk in. "This was a set up? Oh my God, this was all a set up!" I felt like I was robbed of my life. "Set up ? What are you talking about?" She looked confused, trying to connect the dots inside her head. "This contract fiasco, this edited video , everything. Everything was set up to ruin our wedding." I ran my hands through my hair as I felt restless. "Brae , I don't understand. What does this have to do with your wedding?" I looked at Bri and bit my lips trying to calm the turbulence inside my heart.

It was something that had kept me up last night. “We will begin with the first person who started this all off. Please bring Freya Fairchild forward,” I said, nodding to Johnson. Freya glared at Johnson but was not stupid enough to try to fight him. He sat her down in the chair off to the side of us. She tried to look unaffected, but I could sense her embarrassment. Not fear. Embarrassment. You would think that she would be afraid given the circumstances but not her. “Ms. Fairchild, you are being charged with treason against this pack. Do you have anything you would like to say in your defense?” I asked indifferently.

“How did you even get in here. I thought you were from Naudis. We all did.” “That’s not for you to know. I can’t go spilling all of my secrets.” Ace let out a breath and put down the book. “So what’s your plan? Why did you do all of this? Fighting in a war is a bit much don’t you think?” “I could not let the Queen get away with what she wanted to do. I knew that I needed to start somewhere and stopping her in a war she started seemed to be the right move. That’s why I ran away. And it seemed that going to Estril was the right move because I seemed to have devised the plan that killed most of the soldiers. Hopefully, I won’t get too much hate for that.”

I was so grossed out that I couldn't even bear to look at her. As weeks passed, her belly began to show. She started playing up her morning sickness to get my colleagues' attention. I didn't pay attention to her in my previous life, so I didn't notice her tricks. It took me dying to understand that she was using this as a chance to hint to my colleagues that I'd slept with her. That was why my colleagues had bought her accusation of me being a rapist so easily in my previous life. She was using the same tactics in this life, but I wasn't going to let things play out like she wanted.

The initial betrayal was not an isolated incident—it was an integral component of a network, a test, and potentially the initial step of a larger scheme. By the conclusion of the week, the initial threads had been traced, the conspirators identified, and their influence contained. Some were loyalists who had succumbed to subtle coercion; others were opportunists exploiting vulnerabilities in authority and attention. Each faced correction, reassignment, or removal, contingent upon their role and intentions.

“Time to finish what we started.” Kael’s world tilted. The man who let Liora go. The one who once loved her. Betrayed them all. And now the trap closed tight. No easy way out.

"Also, that so-called psychic was actually a hired actor. I was behind everything. I'll turn myself in and go to prison. Please, spare my life!" Violet confessed everything at once. Will, Jeremy, and Peter stood frozen, stunned into silence. Peter was the first to fall to his knees before me, begging for forgiveness. "Louise, this is on me. I was fooled by Violet. Please forgive me." Will and Jeremy followed suit, apologizing one after the other. Nonetheless, their remorse only fueled my bitterness. "It's far too late for apologies! Do you honestly believe saying sorry will fix any of this? My daughter, my unborn child, and my grandmother are gone forever. Nothing can bring them back!

The same fiery anger and sense of betrayal she had felt when Lucas's true nature was revealed coursed through her veins once more. How dare he manipulate the narrative to suit his agenda? The audacity of Lucas and Maddie was staggering; they seemed to have no shame in distorting the truth to fit their own twisted storyline. As Olivia's mind reeled with indignation, her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.

Until the cleansing was done, no one could get any closer. I looked at Marcus. The man who had bought me my first training uniform was also the same man who had almost killed me with his own hands a moment ago. His eyes were full of regret and fear, but I could not feel sad anymore. I could feel my heart slowing down. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cyrus edging backward. He wanted to slip into the forest before Victor called for the inevitable retreat. "Lucian..." I forced the words out of my mouth even when I was gasping. "Go… Go and kill Cyrus… He… He's a traitor!"