Should You Betray Dex Novels & Stories

she said, voice carrying with practiced grace, “then perhaps he also told you something else. Something you’re conveniently leaving out.” Elowen felt her stomach drop. Serephine’s eyes slid to Rowan, then back to Elowen. “Perhaps he told you that this is what the realm requires,” she said softly. “Perhaps he told you that legitimacy is a duty. Not a betrayal.” Duty. The word that always made betrayal sound like fate. Elowen’s throat tightened. Her charm burned faintly against her skin, insisting on truth. She couldn’t protect herself from Rowan’s wrath if she couldn’t protect herself from the story he’d built.

Right after the enemy finished making their threat, a string of strange floating text suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Scott, pick our girl! Let the wife die already!] [Once the wife dies, she can go back to the modern world and get a huge transmigration bonus. Then you and Jennifer can finally be together!] [I'm so sick of this kind of story where women suffer. Just give us a happy ending already!] Go back to the modern world…and get paid? Hanging from the city wall, I instantly felt a surge of excitement.

i said with tears in my eyes. "She threatened to expose you to everyone at work if you don't leave your wife, She doesn't even care about the job" Emily seemed so concered for my marriage and she knew how hard i worked to get where i am now at my job. "What do i do Emily? I dont know what to do" i knew the position i put myself in and knew i could ruin my life, my family and Marisol was not worth it. "You need to come clean to Janet, wouldn't you rather her hear it from you than someone else? I mean whats done in the dark will always come to light." I knew she was right i was just dreading the conversation with Janet, I knew there was a posibility she would leave me and i would have to figh

Like a Statue of Liberty, they all stood still and tucked their arms while George unleashed the dragon on Romeo. Romeo felt betrayed that no one took his side, not even Dexter, whom he was trying to support. That was the moment he regretted ever saying a word. He wished he had just kept his observation to himself. “Dad, now that's enough.” Dexter stepped in for Romeo's rescue just when the latter thought all hope was lost. The tension had gotten even worse to the point where Romeo felt like peeing in his pants. The sudden intervention from Dexter relieved the pressure from Romeo.

He doesn’t answer right away, carefully searching for the right words not to wound me more. “My wolf won’t know if you don’t know it either. The betrayal between two mates can only be felt if one is aware or guilty of that betrayal,” he explains. He leans down and gently presses his lips to the fresh scratches on my arms. His mouth moves slowly along my skin until it stops at my scar that says Chosen to be Betrayed. Though his words don’t fully ease my fears, I remember something that brings me joy: He never made love with or touched Victoria since we married.

I was not surprised that Dale had come after me; he had turned on the location setting on my phone. He claimed that he was worried that I would have a depressive episode. Apparently, he wanted to protect me at all times. I believed him. However, I finally knew that he wanted to keep an eye on me for fear that I would cause River trouble. I simply blinked. My tears had already run dry as I stared absentmindedly at the snow falling from the sky. “I heard that making wishes at the first snowfall works, so I came out to make my wishes.” My first wish was this: I hoped that my divorce with Dale would go smoothly.

she answers. Dex looks at me intently. He seems conflicted with himself. Or his wolf, I can't say. The others await his orders, ready to spring into action. "It's better if you go back with Beth," he says finally. "What? No." The indignation is palpable in my voice. There's no way I'm going to sneak out now, just when we've found them, and confront them. He takes my hands, his eyes pleading. "We don't know what we'll find, who we'll encounter," he tries to convince me. I look to the others for help, but their eyes avoid me. "I thought you said you only picked up Lucy and Alex's scent?" I ask suspiciously. "Right. But that doesn't mean there's no one else there. Who knows who your brother is

"That's what he said . He claims it's a mutual benefit, but I can't shake off the feeling that there's more to his story though" Rose sighed, a resigned expression on her face. "Well, I don't think we have much of a choice here. If he says it's a mutual benefit, let's just think about the company, hmm?" She suggested. I hesitated, still uneasy about the whole situation." What if he's a psychopath?" I muttered. Rose chuckled, dismissing the idea. "Hey, c'mon, he can't be a psychopath. He's too handsome for that" She said, trying to lighten my mood still i couldn't shake off the sense of uncertainty.

"So, I’m the reason all of this happened? Should I believe that when Chris has already been wounded like this before?" "He’s the craziest guy I’ve ever known," Dexon shook his fist. "In this year, I’ve lost count of how many times he’s been shot. Isn’t one of them from you?" "He didn’t almost die from that shot!" I quickly retorted. "Yeah, but you’re one of the bravest people. I’ve never shot him. He has a strong intuition and rarely makes mistakes when trusting people. Only a few of his trusted people have turned on him, and that proves he’s pretty good at judging others."

The pack was in danger, and I needed to take action. I made a decision that day. I would find a way to get my pack back, no matter the cost. And I knew that Sophia could help me do it. Little did I know, that decision would lead to a journey full of danger, betrayal, and unexpected love. I was lost in thought, replaying the events of the past few days in my mind. The betrayal of my closest friend, Marcus, had left me reeling. How could someone I trusted with my life turn against me like that? The pain of his betrayal was still raw, and I couldn’t shake the anger and bitterness that filled my heart. In my reverie, the popular melodies we used to sing when we are being trained as young werewol