Star Wars Betrayal Book Novels & Stories

(Sephiroth POV) It’s been a few days that Gamma Edric left to get his mate to bring her here to break the blood curse that is on her. He’s also supposed to speak to Beta Dominic about my father is no longer the Alpha King for I finally defeated the bastard and will be taking his place. He also needs to tell Beta Dominic that he’ll be stepping down from his rank and as soon as I get there that his son Demitrius will be my Beta. I know that unlike his father that I can be able to trust him. Of course, that was because my brother Micah spoke so highly of him that I feel I can trust him to be my beta, but there was a moment that I was thinking about Micah for the part.

It was the air I breathe, of myself, my destiny, and by the people I once regarded as my possession. The saddest thing about betrayal was it never comes from the enemies, but from those who were close enough to gain one’s trust and loyalty. I understood cheating, understood the betrayal Banyan has gone through, and I understood how hard it punched him in the face, knowing he had been used and lied to. He must have struggled to fight up to his might, to protect his beloved mate and precious friend. It was miserable to feel helpless and weak. I was stunned by the idea the Alpha Mare had in mind. It was doable and smart.

C'mon, speak up; I don't bite," I replied. At this point, he divulged secrets—secrets about Chuck's pack, hidden alliances, nefarious plans, and how to dethrone its Alpha. As he was narrating the story, I realized the information possessed by the Betta would serve as a gateway to regaining my dominance, and my mind whirled with the possibilities of how it could be fulfilled. "Wow, what a nice idea!" I chuckled. "But, but, are you not going to find anything for me—for the information I just leaked to you?" he requested. I smirked, and now I realized why he risked his pack. "Literally, the world flows with betrayal," I muttered, bringing out some money to give him. A thought ran through my min

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

Chapter 37 Logan's POV: The aftermath of the attack had left me reeling, both physically and emotionally. The betrayal of my trusted beta, Luke, had cut deeper than any physical wound. I had no choice but to order his imprisonment in the dungeon, a fate that seemed too kind for the treachery he had committed.

“The curse was born from betrayal, Scarlett. Only through betrayal can it be undone” I clenched my fists at my sides, the mention of betrayal fueling my anger. Rand and Cassie. Their betrayal had been what had me here.. Now, it seemed I was tied to something far greater than I could have imagined. But I wasn’t going to let it consume me not without a fight, I can't die twice at the hands of my so-called mates, first now Zane “And what is this sacrifice you keep talking about?” I demanded. “What price do I have to pay?”

“We have to go. Now!” But Vic didn't move. His eyes were glued to the credit card lying on the floor - it had fallen out of Alexandra's hand in the chaos. With a quick movement, he picked it up. “Do you trust me?” Stefan took her hand. Vic stared at the man he thought had betrayed him just hours ago. The man who had fallen in love with him in the midst of his revenge plan. “I don't have any other choice, do I?” Stefan smiled - the smile that always made him fall in love. “We always have a choice, schatje. But now, we have to make the right choice.”

"I know I wasn't supposed to feel anything, but she's not just a mark anymore. She's everything. I love her." My mouth had dried up. I sent the file back where it had been, fury bubbling in my throat, choking me. My hand clamped on the doorknob of the hidden exit behind the bookshelf, ready to make a quick escape before I exploded. My entire body shook—not just with fury, but with betrayal. Why did everything always come back around to Rebel? Why did she always get to be the focal point of everyone's universe? I turned the handle. "You shouldn't be here."

"What are you still standing around for? Do I have to beg you? Madam Pratt is lying there on the verge of death, and you're still not hurrying up?!" He didn't give me any chance to explain and dragged me toward the door. Looking at the faces of these two people who so desperately wanted me dead, a raging hatred burned in my heart. Since childhood, I had vowed to dedicate my life to medicine. In pursuit of breakthroughs in the field, I had worked tirelessly to reach my current position. I had never done anything to betray my patients. Yet, the director—the mentor I respected the most—was willing to sacrifice my reputation and other people's lives just for his own benefit.

He glanced back, looking at Nate's side who sat calmly, relaxedly on the chair he is pouring his drink himself and drinking, observing the scenario with cool stratification and a proud smile on his face. Suddenly, realization hit Kim. "It's Nate's backup plan...." he whispered, a stark betrayal etching his features. I didn't betray him; he just used me as a backup plan. He knew about my plan already... why did he double-cross me? A torrent of unanswered questions flooded his mind as he watched Nate’s collected demeanor. At the same time, on the front side of the mall. "Eve..."Aaron voice called out low and laced with guilt, appeared behind Evangeline.