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

His chest felt tight with shock. Beta Dalian stared at her, frowning. “And why would you do that, Selene?” he asked. “Because he was supposed to be mine!” she blurted out. Her voice was trembling, but her eyes were hard. “Was,” Alpha Dairo said, standing up so fast his chair almost fell. His grey eyes blazed with anger. “But now, he belongs to Ayla. She is his destined mate! Nothing can change that.” “I can, and I will!” she shouted. “If the King knew her truth, that she’s the…”

“That’s not me, Jess! I’m here, I’d never betray you! This thing’s using my face to hurt you!” Ardyn’s gaze flickered, and the loom pulsed, weaving a vision that tore at their hearts: Jessica and Ardyn entwined, the nexus whole, her companions fading, their love betrayed, Kade’s heart broken as he watched her choose a lie. The first twist came: Ardyn wasn’t Kade—he was the fracture, every weaver’s wrath fused into a manipulative illusion, using Jessica’s love to shatter their bond. The atrium trembled, and the tapestry split, revealing a void—Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Eternis, Liora, Verith—united as a hydra, their voices a s

But this - this betrayal - is too much to bear. "It does not matter, Freya." His voice carries the hollow sound of defeat. "You have to live. No matter what happens, you have to. Do you understand me?" I don't understand, but I nod, sniffling. Heavy footsteps announce Damon's arrival. Father rises stiffly. "Alpha," he greets, and my heart stutters at the title. He was to be Alpha eventually - I was meant to be his Luna when that happened. How cruel the Moon Goddess must be to orchestrate this tragedy.

At least he wouldn’t keep circling around me like a stray mutt, begging me to undo my rejection. But what about me? Where was my second chance? The Goddess had stayed silent, leaving me with nothing. And that silence told me one thing: Osborne was supposed to be mine. Fate had chosen him for me, not some weakling like Alphonse. He and I were betrothed—our union meant to merge our packs, to fortify our strength and rule. Yet instead of fulfilling what was already promised, Osborne had betrayed me. He had gone and taken another woman by the hand—parading her before the world as his mate, his Luna. A nobody. That fat thing

I stared at her, unable to understand what I was seeing. “Who are you?” She laughed bitterly. “You've asked me that question before.” She stepped closer. “And every time, someone has lied to you.” Damien immediately moved in front of me. “Stay away from my wife.” The woman glanced at him. For a moment, something resembling recognition crossed her face. Then she smiled. “Damien Blackwood. The Alpha who betrayed his queen, broke his sacred pact, and condemned his own soul to save the woman he loves.” Her smile disappeared.

Angela Rizzo spent ten years scrubbing floors for the Bellini family. Ten years of whippings, stolen wages, and swallowing her pride like it was water. Then the apocalypse came, and the people she kept alive tied her to a pole and left her for the dead. She died screaming. Then she woke up two months before the end of the world, with a system in her head that could see anyone's secrets and a single goal burned into her bones: never be anyone's sacrifice again. "You think you can talk to me like that because I'm a maid?" Angela straightened her back, her eyes cold enough to freeze the room. Carmela laughed, thick and ugly. "You ARE a maid. You're lower than the rats in the basement, girl.

She looked down at her own paws, her mind spinning in absolute disbelief. “The Moonlight lineage,” Kiara’s voice echoed proudly, no longer a separate entity but completely merged with Elena’s consciousness. “The false bond kept us dormant. The true mate’s touch has awakened the Queen.” Klaus stood perfectly still across the room, his breathing shallow. He stared at the shimmering silver wolf, his golden eyes wide with a profound, almost religious reverence. The legendary Lycan outcast slowly sank to one knee right there on the stone floor, bowing his head to her. He recognized the ancient bloodline. He recognized his equal.

The world tilted, my pulse roaring in my ears. Mate. The word felt like a curse and a miracle all at once. Because the Moon Goddess — after everything — had bound me to him. The ruthless god of Lycans. The man I’d sworn I would never kneel to. The one I had just asked to marry me. And the one who, with a single word, had already claimed me.

Vadoma wheezed and laughed as the life drained from her, the sounds slowly fading as she sank to the floor. The sudden silence was deafening. I raced to her lifeless body, clutching her to my chest as realization washed over me. I sobbed into her chest as her body grew cold, anger slowly taking hold inside me. Apollo had lied, the bargain had been for immortality and my mate had proven his offer false. Rage flooded me at the many tricks the god had played on me. I rose from the cold stone floor with my mate’s body, gently placing her back on the bed. “You will stay here.” I commanded Saveta, storming from the hut.

But nobody knew the truth of the matter as the Goddess had been defeated without any witnesses. Using this momentum the fox shifters questioned Nate," Beta Hunter. The Queen is still in labour. And the others are still in recovery but what about the Queen's consort? What about Alpha Ace? We all saw him standing there right next to that Goddess and whoever that woman was. Did he fight on their side? Has he betrayed his mate? All of us agreed to an alliance not just with the queen but also on the trust of Ace Hunter's mate and the backing of the warriors of the Moonhunter Pack. But now it seems Alpha Ace was not a part of this war. So, who do we trust? A wolf who has betrayed how own mate? Or