Is The Betrayal Knows My Name A Bl Novels & Stories

She whispered "He will come soon" And then she was gone. Lena stared at the door for a long while after she left We may not be family, But we are now pack and we are all Marked by betrayal. Those girls will be free. Darius will be destroyed. He is not having me too!

Lukas’s POV The click of the locker room door behind me sounded like a gunshot. Or a coffin lid closing. I stood there, still dripping with sweat, the heavy scent of ice clinged to my skin. I had thrown the game. I had betrayed my team, my fans, and the only thing I had left: my dignity. "You're late, Lukas."

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.

“Because he never believed it belonged to him.” She finally met his gaze. “He’s about to learn otherwise,” she said. Outside, the city moved as it always had, unaware that a familiar name, long spoken with respect, had just been stripped of its protection. The betrayal was no longer abstract. It had a face. And now that face would have to answer for every choice disguised as wisdom, every silence sold as restraint, every life weighed and found acceptable. The name was unsealed. And with it, the final illusion fell away. There would be no retreat from this. Only reckoning.

Alone. I watched through her eyes and felt the weight of a sword in my hand and the sting of a blade in my side. I felt her scream inside my chest. The world around us was fire and ash, and the sound of betrayal thundered louder than the beating of her wings. A name called through the smoke, slicing through the carnage with a clarity that made my blood run ice. I did not know it, but I knew it was mine. Or had been. Or would be. That was the worst part. The knowing without knowing.

If only she knew what I have in store for her. With how much she have made me go through before getting to her, I will make sure she knew the old lady was betraying her before I take my time and end her life. There is this heart wrenching emotional pain that comes with betrayal. It breaks down your strongest wall. I have used it to turn families against each other. Betrayal. That is my strongest weapon that most people have no idea about. It destroys an entire army without me raising even a single sword. “Wait until I get my hands on you….” I murmured, running my pen down the board in front of me as I sat outside in the garden.

I felt betrayed like someone took my heart out and step on it, twisted it on the ground and left it broken. One thing was clear. After I had allowed the emotions back - or when they came back - I realized Mehak's betrayal hurts more than of Dhruv. Checking the time on the watch, I stood up and hung my hand bag on my left arm. "I should go." Mehak didn't want any one else to know about our little meeting. Frown creased on Lavish forehead as he drummed his fingers on the wooden table top. "How's Dhruv?" My lips thinned in a fine line. "You both fought?"

) No one ever saw us together, so even if I did list him, why would they believe me? My wolf grumbled and I folded my arms over my chest, fighting the urge to take an even more defensive posture. They were eleven! Annoying. Badgering. Obnoxious. But still, only eleven! “I have a fitting for the Moonmate ceremony later,” I sniffed.

the Alpha disclosed. “How could you?” Tala, with a quivering voice, questioned him. Knowing the gravity of his betrayal, I warned him. "This is your last day on Earth." Bardulf avoided our gazes, guilt evident. "What's your endgame?" Tala pressed. "I'd take a bullet for you, but I didn't anticipate it would come from you," I muttered to Bardulf, his betrayal piercing my heart. "You betrayed me first," he retorted, voice trembling. "Thank you for reminding me of who I am and why," I responded.

Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.