From Apollo’s Betrayed Bride To Hades’ Queen Novels & Stories

“And I’m not a very patient person. So if I were you, I'd suck it up, get my veil and at least pretend to be a happy bride. By the way, let it be clear that I, Alpha Travon Kingston of the Silver Moon Pack reject you as my Luna and mate...I will never love an enemy.” He whispered harshly in her ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down her spine. Athena looked up at him in shock and disbelief, her eyes wide with realization. “It doesn’t change anything though…I'll see you at the altar.” He said as he turned on his heels and walked away.

Yet Tonya remained steadfast, her smirk never faltering, as the balance of power between them shifted once more. Certainly: Tonya smirked at the Evil Queen and coolly remarked, "I already knew he was your mate. Apollo, the Sun God himself, told me. He couldn't bear to keep your mate's betrayal hidden any longer." The grand hall fell silent as Tonya's words hung in the air, her confidence palpable. But the Queen's composure shattered, replaced by a storm of anger visible to all. With eyes ablaze, the Evil Queen seethed, "How dare you speak of betrayal! You dare defy me in my own court?"

Then came the distant wail of sirens, growing louder by the second. Amelia’s heart stopped. She turned and saw him. Her face went pale, eyes wide with horror. “No… not him! The man I love!” she screamed, tears spilling down her cheeks. ⸻ And that’s a wrap, my wonderful readers! 🎉 The Revenge of the Betrayed Bride has taken you on a wild ride of betrayal, revenge, romance, and jaw-dropping cliffhangers. Thank you for reading the story continues in Book Two: The Blood-Stained Vow ~The Return of the Betrayed Heiress.

Something inside me finally snaps. I stumble up to my feet. Caspian and Lycena stop kissing. The Head Elder coughs. “A-Alpha, h-how do we proceed?” she asks in a stuttery voice. “What sort of dumb question is that?!” Lycena snarls. “Get us married!” “Do as she says.” Caspian tells the Head Elder. The woman spares me a glance of sympathy before she goes ahead to obey her Alpha and her new Luna. “We are gathered here today to witness the union of Alpha Caspian King and his Chosen Bride and Luna, Lycena Bale. Now……”

Tony looked flushed, he seemed surprised by my order but he couldn't bring himself to ask any questions. “I'm I cleared? And if I figured out she went unpunished, you and your whole family will take the punishment in her stead.” I sternly ordered, making sure he knew that this wasn't a joke zone. “Yes, My Lord.” “Secondly, the selection of the bride must strictly continue, and the rules and regulations must be followed by whosoever is in charge of it. Not following the rules and regulations means disobeying the Alpha.” “And anyone who disobeys his or her ruler must be ready to face the consequences.”

They're coming for you, the voice whispered again, more urgent, all of them, everyone who wants what you are. Then she was standing on a cliff overlooking territory that stretched forever in every direction, and four wolves knelt at her feet—black, silver, russet, white—while behind them an army of hundreds bowed their heads and spoke in unison. Queen, they called her, Alpha Queen. The ground cracked open beneath her feet and black smoke poured out like blood from a wound, and a howl tore through the dream that made her bones ache with how much rage and hatred it carried. He's coming, the voice said, panicked now, the one who betrayed us all.

"Put it on. Alpha Atlas will be here in five minutes. And if I were you, I’d stop looking so smug. He hates you more than anyone else in this house." Panic, cold and sharp, clawed at my throat. Alpha Atlas. The most ruthless, bloodthirsty Alpha in the region. He had been forced to marry Karina by the Elders to secure a border treaty. He was famously cruel, a tyrant who demanded perfection and punished betrayal with death. And Karina was nothing but a walking betrayal. "I'm not her," I whispered to the mirror, touching the soft, unmarked skin of Karina's cheek. "You're pathetic," Olivia scoffed, turning toward the door. "Don't try to run. Dylan and Wayton are guarding the hallway. If you step

Beyond a claim of ownership, a powerful Alpha could use the mark to sense the location and the raw emotions of the one they branded. Chloe looked away, her voice tight. She knew that Silas had felt every bit of her pain, humiliation, and suffocation inside that ballroom. That realization was what made it unbearable. Julian watched her, sensing her internal struggle, and noted that she clearly didn't want to be covered by a different mark.

Assets on a ledger. His fingers locked onto Cassandra's hand. Lifted it. Displayed it like a trophy. The whispers started instantly. Sharp as glass shards, they cut through the silence Ava had mistaken for anticipation. "Is that his little placeholder over there?" "The Hale girl. Three years, and he never did make it official." "A mere distraction. A thoroughbred needs a real Luna, not some mid-tier wolf from a side-street pack..." Ava didn't hear the rest. Her blood had become very loud in her ears.

“Glad you mentioned that. I spent all night studying even better ones. Amore. Tesoro. Carina. Giola Mio. Dolcezza. Bellisima—” I zone his voice out as I reach the table with the papers on top. There’s a marriage contract. A typical one. There’s nothing extra listed, not even a clause that I can use as an attack. If anything, this is the most normal marriage contract I have ever seen. And he’s already signed in his name.