Fated To Three Betrayed By All Novels & Stories

he told me, and I got pissed off. "Really?" I asked him, and he nodded. "My pack was with me through thick and thin. Amanda betrayed me and almost ruined me. We were supposed to be fated, and she almost destroyed me. So do not tell me about companionship." I warned him, and he laughed.

Perhaps it's because they were my kin, my sworn companions, my loved and hated ones. I'm selfish, for I hate calling this a win for mankind when I couldn't taste their victory. I sacrificed everything, only to be left with nothing. I trusted two women, Maria and the other, but was betrayed, isolated, and left wondering why they bothered with me. Was I naive or stupid? It must be a curse from my Almighty Father, for I was fooled and tricked.

Her knowledge of palace affairs, and her calculated moves all pointed to a mastermind orchestrating events from the shadows. A surge of anger coursed through me as the weight of her betrayal settled in my chest. How could I have been so blinded, so trusting of someone who had played me for a fool? The sting of betrayal cut deep, a wound reopened by yet another supposed ally turned enemy. Drake's betrayal, Evelyn's treachery, and now Willow's deception, each betrayal a dagger aimed at my back. The pattern of trust shattered, leaving me reeling in a sea of doubt and suspicion. How could those closest to me turn against me, their loyalty a facade masking ulterior motives?

"How dare you cause trouble at your brother’s wedding? Step down!" But for the first time, Leonardo defied Vincent head-on. "I don't want the position of heir! I just want Madeline! "Madeline, in the previous lifetime, you married me! "We ruled the entire mafia world together. I was the godfather, and you were the rightful godmother! This was supposed to be our ending, but now, everything has gone wrong! "Come back to me, and I will give you the love you deserve!" His words were beyond foolish. The mafia leaders in attendance murmured in disapproval.

I had to continue. --- As I worked through the book for hours, the parts gradually came together. Three things were needed for the ritual: an innocent person's soul, a leader's blood, and the essence of a traitor. When I understood what this meant, my gut churned. Someone near enough to be involved in my demise had deceived me, someone I trusted. Darius's recollections were distorted. Killian's trade secrets. Lucas's peculiar coalitions. Everything suggested a scheme that was far more complex than I had anticipated.

Although, I am not sure if she is even aware that she is not speaking with Malleteagan anymore. “Well, girlie, I am becoming bored and have a battle to lead. Do you plan to continue with the staring contest, or do you want to talk? The question is simple: how can I trust you and your treacherous mate, as well as your gang of wannabe sorcerers? He betrayed me, and you betrayed your ruler, although she holds your sisters hostage. That means that you have not just betrayed your ruler but your sisters, too. You betrayed your family. The one who gives up on own family can betray anyone.” I said and felt a pang of pain and guilt as my thoughts drifted away to my mate and daughter.

"That's because your wolf is fading. Your animal can only fade away if you face something so emotionally jarring that your connection begins to break." I let out a sigh. "He betrayed me. Everyone did." "No, they didn't." Lydia squeezes my hands, her eyes angry. "But they were all fools. Adam thought he knew what was best for you. He should have taken you in confidence when things began to go south for him. He should have told you that he gave you the mating mark a long time ago. Instead, neither of you trusted each other, and this is the result of that."

She disappeared down the road. It was too late for regret. Regret meant nothing when it showed up after the damage was done. A month passed before we heard about them again. Lyris lost a leg in the crash. The baby she had abandoned during her escape—her own child—died alone at home from starvation. She was found guilty of treason for siding with the rogues and betraying her own kind. The judges of the Kingdom of Volvia sentenced her to death, carried out with the harshest punishment allowed.

“What was once strong has become a liability. The prophecy has teeth, girl. And it’s hungry.” I turned to face him, my voice brittle with exhaustion. “Then what now? You want blood? I gave it.” He glanced at the altar, unimpressed. “A drop of defiance isn’t the same as sacrifice.” Trenton stepped beside me, stiff and quiet. “What happens if it falls apart?” The fae smiled darkly, “You’ll forget each other. One by one. The memories will fade. The bond will rot. And all that will be left is the ache of something missing.”

My body aches, the bond with my mate slowly breaking, every second an aching reminder in the form of physical pain like the universe itself holds me responsible for my husband’s betrayal. I try to hold myself back from crying. I try to tell myself that I am stronger than this. That I am a Luna. But when reality comes crashing down on me, it crushes my spirit as well. Squeezes my heart to the point of bleeding, leaving me breathless.