Romans & histoires Should I Betray Dex

“We like your style. You’re smart, sneaky. That’s why we want you.” “Want me for what?” “To be our inside man,” Dez said. “You stay where you are, keep stirring things up, but you work for us. Pass us what we need. Give us leverage.” “No,” Damian said quickly. “I’m not doing that.” A few of the bikers laughed roughly. Dez tilted his head. “You might want to think again before you say no.” “I don’t betray my club,” Damian said, though his voice shook. “You already betrayed them all,” Dez said softly. “Want me to tell the Reaper and the Ghost who really made their lives hell? Want me to tell Murphy you killed his cousin?”

"Dex said that he can hold off for six hours before the manhunt starts. That gives us time to come up with a fair punishment that his father will agree with that doesn't involve you dying." "What if he doesn't agree with any punishment you choose? Will you let them kill me? Will you let me die?" I pause my attempt to grab cold water from the fridge. I turn to him, allowing the fridge to close. "Are you asking me to choose between you and Dex?" He takes a step towards me while raising a brow. "Yes." I slide a hand into my pocket while giving him a small smile. "I am loyal to the horsemen." His smile grows as his shoulders drop with relief. I narrow my eyes. "But my devotion lies with Dex and

"You're good for him, Sarah. You make him more human. More vulnerable. More real. Don't let whatever complications exist between you destroy that." "The complications are...." She paused. "They're significant." "Most worthwhile things are complicated. The question is whether they're worth fighting for." His eyes were kind. "Is he worth it? Is what you have with him worth whatever price you're afraid you'll have to pay?" The question hit too close to home. Because that was exactly her dilemma....was loving Damien worth betraying him? Worth stealing from him? Worth destroying the trust he was begging her to give him? "I don't know," she whispered.

“I want you to prove your loyalty.” My blood turned to ice. He leaned back, tapping his cigarette against the ashtray. “Michael Devereaux is a problem. And problems need to be handled.” I stared at him. He couldn’t be saying what I thought he was saying. “You want me to…?” Damien smirked. “Get close to him. Find out what he’s planning.” I exhaled slowly, my pulse hammering. He wasn’t asking me to kill Michael. Not yet. But he wanted me to betray him.

He dropped a phone on the table and said, “We got a lead. Garnet’s meeting someone tonight.” I looked up at him. “Then we’ll be there.” He nodded once, no argument. He didn’t need to say what we were both thinking—that tonight wasn’t just about finding answers. It was about the first real move. The first step toward making Ethan Warrick’s world fall apart, piece by piece.

If he saw my lifeless body, crippled and mangled for no reason, surely he’d demand an ounce of flesh from the royals just like me. But he’d probably have gone about it in a different way. Maybe. *I don’t think you should tell them about Dex being your mate. I think that just puts him further in harm's way. If you love him, you need to let him go,* Reyes says. I nod, desperately not wanting to agree but knowing it’s the best thing. Laney grumbles but she’s too weak to do much else. *Yeah, I don’t think it helps anything. But it’s still just… it’s just all so bad Rey…* I trail off, when I hear some other voices outside.

Emma asked. Brutus. Dex didn't know what to do with Brutus and he hadn't told Emma that it had been his Beta who had betrayed her. She hadn't asked any direct questions, but if she did he would be honest. He was aware that Lucien had left her in the dark. He wouldn't do that. It served no purpose. "I do. You don't mind taking care of things here?" She kissed him on the cheek. "You have me now, Dex. You don't have to do it all."

There were no words for that, and she was wise enough not to attempt any. "I keep thinking," I said, "that I should have known. That there must have been signs. That I should have seen it." I paused. "Everyone talks about betrayal like it comes with a warning. Like the people who betray you give themselves away gradually and you only have to be paying attention." I looked at the window. "He gave me nothing. He was just — himself. Right until he wasn't." "That's what makes it the kind of betrayal it is," Mara said quietly. "The ones that leave marks aren't the ones you saw coming."

Smiling and happy to meet his mate. I had maybe thirty minutes to figure out how to slip past the most loyal pack wolves in the region, cross a magical boundary that should have repelled me the moment I turned traitor in my heart… and deliver everything that could destroy the only place that had ever felt like it might want to keep me since all of this mess started. My fingers tightened around the phone until my knuckles bleached white. I had to leave. I had to betray him. And if I failed—if Dexter decided I was too slow, too hesitant, too attached—

How could he possibly know that when I have been trying for days? "What do you mean?" …………….. "What does this video even prove ? We can't even hear what they are saying." I gave him the phone back. I didn't know how to accuse Kate. Even thinking of being betrayed by such a close friend was putting me at great unease. "Tell me what has Kate got to say to Brae? She has no business with her then why is she there?" Ryan tried reasoning but I wasn't ready to accept. How could I when she was there with me in my ups and downs? I had considered myself lucky to have such a friend in my life and all of a sudden I couldn't just blame her. I needed more than that to believe it.