My Mate And Brother's Betrayal Novels & Stories

Just as our father made us promise before he passed away, once a Magghio married, he married for life, no matter how much vitality went out of him in that marriage. “I will go away for a while. I can’t be here, not knowing that I am the cause of your pain.” “It’s good that you know and understand. Unfortunately, you are the one who betrayed me. Women come and go, but you...” I stand up and place my index finger on his chest. “Look at me, damn you! You are my brother, my blood. You’re the one who betrayed me.” “See you in a few months, brother.” “Get the fuck out already,” I hiss.

I flashed him an appreciative smile as he led me to our Papà's coffin. The wails only got louder as we went to say our last goodbyes to the dead. We had to have a closed coffin during the funeral because my cousin, Nicholas, had tortured him beyond recognition for all his sins. All I could say to that was good riddance. I felt someone come up to my side, and when I turned, I found my other brother there. Matteo. He and Mamà were the only ones wrecked by Papà's betrayal. Understandably. Matteo had been closer to him than the rest of us. They'd arguably been best friends, so Papà's treachery came as a shock to him.

My father might also be part of the reason there’s a war. Why do all the men in my life do this? I blink back my tears, leaning against the car. ‘It’s not your fault,’ Sage echoes. ‘Are you sure? I feel like the one writing my life hates me,’ I retort, blinking back the tears threatening to fall. My brother’s betrayal hits like a knife in my chest. How could he do this to me? What was he hoping to achieve? “For someone who is a leader. Crying there doesn’t seem like a superb feat,” Martin’s voice comes behind me as I close my eyes.

More than the torture, to discover that your own brother had betrayed you, no pain must compare to how Alex was feeling right now. The blade that kissed my neck pressed harder, causing me to clamp my eyes and breathe carefully. I bit the man's hand earlier, so he dared not place his hand on my mouth again. I looked around. Thirty, no. There were more than thirty shifted wolves bolstered for mauling. I gnashed my fangs as my eyes dropped to my mate. His face was a mess. His neck was bleeding nonstop, covering his whole chest with the dark hue of betrayal. I gritted, "How could you do this to him?! He's your brother!"

My first mate, a figure I had trusted implicitly, concealed his treacherous intentions beneath a façade of loyalty. As the moon goddess's blessings were invoked, sealing the pact with an ethereal glow, I could not fathom the darkness that lingered in the shadows. It was when the vows were exchanged that the betrayal unfurled its wings. In a chilling twist of fate, my mate turned executioner, ruthlessly slaying my family and the esteemed members of our royal lineage.

"You slept with my mate!" But Kael grabbed my wrist before I could land the blow. “If you dare touch her," he growled, his grip like iron, "you’ll see what happens next.” Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to cry in front of them. “You’re betraying our bond! You’re my mate — and she’s my friend! How could you do this to me?!” Kael’s eyes turned cold. “You could never be my mate. Not after what you did. Not after killing my brother.”

I had failed my only brother; I had been saving a man who never liked me for once, only abusive. ‘Forgive me, mother and father. I was unable to take care of my brother very well,’ I pleaded, regretting every day I had known this guy called Tobias. The rain was pouring all over my body, I took a deep breath, about walking across the street, a hand grabbed me with an umbrella covering me. ‘He betrayed me,’ I burst out crying. ‘After everything, he repaid me by cheating on my best friend. I have been betrayed,’ I burst out saying, crying hard on the chest.

“But I’ve seen how a matebond destroyed my father… and in turn, he destroy me.” I looked at him with complex emotion. Did he have a pitiful past? “My mom…” He started at a distance as he began telling his story. “My parents were fated mates, but she still betrayed my father with his best friend, his Beta.”

Not by choice, but forced out by betrayal, a wound that festered deeper than any physical injury. Mateo, his trusted ally and his brother-in-arms, had usurped the throne, turning his back on their shared history. Draven could still recall the cold shock of betrayal, the icy hand of fear that gripped his heart as Mateo had banished him, his mate, and his loyal pack members. His mate, Jessica, walked beside him. Though her scent was a balm to his wounded spirit and a fragile peace in the storm, he couldn’t shake the image of Mateo’s sneering face, his eyes devoid of the loyalty they once held.

Some of it still seeped through our bond, and I knew that something must be happening to him. I rushed to the dungeon to find Alec and Sadie, who were covered in my mate’s blood. My mate was in pain, and it was because of her. I didn’t think; I just reacted, and my action almost cost me my life at her hands. Which brings us to now. “Piper,” my brother calls, and I stare up at him with tears. I was fighting not to cry. I was fighting not to break down. It was just too much. My mate betrayed my brother. My best friend is alive, hates me and she nearly killed me. It was all just too much.