The Alphas Betrayal Novels & Stories

“Are all the guests present?” He let out a chuckle. “No, you know the Alpha and beta of a particular pack never fail to come late.” Annoyance filled me as I threw my napkin on the table. The Alpha and beta of Crescent hills, two fools always did this. They were the biggest supporters of Sebastian’s movement, despite the Alpha being wifeless himself. They angered me to the core, and it was about time I teach them a lesson. “Then we would start without them. There would be no tolerance for insolent behaviors-“

I am still clad in the lonely clothes I disguised myself in and I am almost blinded by the disappointment in their face. “Welcome back, Alpha.” one of them greeted me. “Please, there are a few matters we would like you to take a look at.” I am not in the mood to handle any pack affair right now. I am still clad in these itchy clothes and my heart feels like it's going to boil over its limit. There's no room for the duties of an Alpha right now, no room for strength and authority left in me or in whatever reserve I could draw from. Right now, I am just a man, betrayed by those closest to me.

Taking a steadying breath, I replied, "No need. He too was an alpha." Logan's brow furrowed deeply, creasing his forehead. "You mean he's an alpha werewolf?" He leaned in, his intense gaze searching my face. "What did he want from you?" Setting the fork down on the tray, I twisted my hands anxiously in my lap. Just thinking about it made my heart squeeze painfully in my chest. "He wants me back, despite them banishing me. He betrayed me and mated with my best friend." I grabbed a fortifying sip of wine to wash away the bitter taste in my mouth.

"Anyone else want to betray me? Anyone else want to celebrate my destruction?" No one moved. No one breathed. Then Lars had dropped Garrett's body and walked away. Just walked. Straight through his fractured pack, through Carlos's guards, through the camp, and into the forest beyond. And no one tried to stop him. Couldn't stop him. Because even broken, even insane, he was still Lars. Still dangerous. Still an alpha who'd forgotten what it meant to be human. Amelia heard about it an hour later and felt that hollow space in her chest echo with something that might have been grief or relief or nothing at all.

“This is your last breath as Alpha, Leo. I’ll make sure of it.” Aliyah’s blood boiled. She looked between Bayle and Garrick of course. Bayle’s strange behavior, Garrick’s cryptic farewell, Dominic’s cold smile. It wasn’t random. It was orchestrated. The betrayal struck harder than she was ready for. Leo stood firm, his wolves tight around him just six now, with Bayle among the enemy. His voice was steady, sharp as steel. “Then come and try.” Then, without hesitation, he shifted back fur rippling, muscles coiled for war.

The greatest of thieves of all times, the Phoenix, was impossible to track, let alone be seen by anyone but this time she stole something that was going to cost her life. She stole the Kings heart. And there is only one punishment for betraying the Apha King, Death. She wasn't supposed to be at the royal ball. She wasn't supposed to meet the Werewolf King. And she wasn't supposed to spend a night with him, pretending to be someone who she was not. His mate, Emerald. .But she did, and now she had to face the consequences. In a Kingdom whe

“My Alpha isn’t looking for just a ‘replacement,’ Alpha Jason. He expects compensation for the inconvenience—fifteen in total.” The number grates on me, but I keep my voice steady. “Fifteen is out of the question. I’m willing to make up for the shortage, but I won’t be bullied.” The Beta’s smile fades slightly, and he takes a step back, a challenging gleam in his eyes. “Very well. I’ll inform my Alpha you declined his request.” He turns as if to leave, his posture stiff, radiating offence. “I’m sure he’ll be… understanding. Perhaps he’ll even reconsider your usefulness to him.”

With just a little strike, he was on the ground, and this angered him more. I quickly let out a laugh as I took an advantageous position. The wind roared across the battlefield. The red moon burned brighter overhead. And for the first time since we had met… Alpha Clay looked at me not as his mate. Not as his possession. But as something far more powerful. A force he could no longer control.

" Years passed, and the little boy grew into a young man. He became my companion, my ally, my lover. But then the First Alpha came, and he wanted what was mine. I fought him off, but as I lay dying in Adrian's arms, I whispered, "If he takes my soul, he'll control everything I've created." Adrian cried, "What do I do?" I touched his face. "Betray me." His eyes widened. "What?" "Make him believe you killed me." "Why?" "Because he'll trust your betrayal more than my death," I smiled, "and when the time comes..." I pressed a kiss to his forehead, "...find me again." The vision shattered, and I fell to my knees. Adrian stopped fighting the First Alpha and stared at me, overcome with the same rea

"Yes, I lied earlier. I'm Elara from the House of Voss, the next bride for the Alpha King, and you're touching what belongs to the King." I lifted my chin, hoping my words would finally get through to him. "If you let me go now, I'll plead on your behalf for your hands to be chopped off instead of your head." That should do it. I had heard enough stories about the Alpha King to know that the threat of losing his head was enough to make most people reconsider their actions. I wasn't entirely sure he would spare this man's hands, but it was the best offer I could make under the circumstances. Instead of letting me go, he laughed.