The Alphas Betrayal Novels & Stories

I roared in fury. “Alpha,” my beta approached, dragging the unconscious body of his opponent. “Shall we extract information?” I grinned maliciously as we led him to the dome, where I frantically sniffed for his Alpha, who had disappeared. The beta woke up startled, looking around and realizing he was alone, devoid of his comrades. “Alpha, we can make a deal.” He stood up, visibly desperate. “I'll reveal Caleb's plan. He abandoned us long ago. Spare my life, and we'll lead under your guidance as the excellent leader you are!”

I announced. "That's a shit order. If Brae is in on this, we deserve to know," one of the al- phas growled, his red eyes meeting and holding mine. "If she is involved, we've been working side-by-side with someone who has betrayed us. I will not respect a woman who sells her people, let alone bow to the bitch." "Agreed," another stated, forcing my gaze to slide over the men seated against the wall.

The weight of my words hung heavily in the air, and for a moment, Andros’s defiance flickered. His chest heaved as he stared at me, his face pale and sweat-slicked. “No,” he muttered, his voice cracking. “You can’t do this!” he shouted, his voice breaking into a desperate roar. “I am Alpha! You can’t take that from me!” I stepped closer, my silver gaze locked onto his. “You were an Alpha,” I said coldly. “Now, you are nothing. You’ve betrayed your family, your pack, and the bond that wolves hold sacred. This is the justice you deserve.”

I briefly glance at Stacey as she gives me an encouraging nod, and I promised I would try to be a better man for her, for this pack. The alphas on the screen exchange calculating glances, their eyes dark with the weight of the situation. “First and foremost, we must determine if Alpha Claxton’s betrayal was a mere lapse in judgment, or if it signifies a dangerous shift in his loyalties. It is imperative that we uncover the truth before any hasty decisions are made,” Alpha Silas declares, his voice like steel.

“You need to denounce your past mate bond so we can begin with the rites.” I glared at Klaus. The rite was useless. He knew it. I had no wolf, no mate bond. And if the rumours were true, the brothers were wolfless too. He was doing it for the spectacle, for the world would know. Well, he was going to get more than he bargained for. “I denounce and reject Dever Hawthorn, alpha of the Silverclaw pack, as my mate,” I said loud enough for the whole room. A cheer rang out from the crowd.

"This is why I didn't want to tell you." "I don't want to fight either." I forced myself to stay calm, even though everything inside me was screaming. "I just thought you trusted me." He gave me a look I'd never seen before. Cold. Clinical. Like he was seeing me not as Ewan, but as a problem to be solved. A threat to be managed. "I'm a Beta," he said. "The safety of my Alpha comes first." The words were like ice water in my veins. "More than me?"

And, fuck, I wanted her too. But there was no way in hell I, Dylan Gasper—the Alpha of the largest pack in the country—would take a Neotide for a mate. A Neotide as my Luna? Never. My wolf snarled at my defiance, but I shoved him down, locking him away in the depths of my mind. Especially since she might already be someone else’s. I buried myself in work for the morning, and by the time I was done, the sun had climbed high. I got dressed, grabbed my keys, and was about to head straight to the pack manor when my phone beeped. A text from my brother, Thiago.

“No Alpha. Just a little run-away who had the wrong idea. She won’t be misbehaving again. Will you girl?” “N─No.” I stammered. I sensed rather than saw him nod and then he turned towards his car. “She rides with me.” Was all he said before disappearing back inside the sleek machine and I gaped after him, terror stealing my words. Did he just say what I think he said? “You heard the Alpha, girl. Move!” The guard growled and I stumbled forward towards the car. I was going to ride with the Alpha. Boy was I fucked.

The black veins crawled higher, up his jaw and across his cheek, and I saw the muscles in his arms start to shake. "Cassandra," he said. "Look at me." I looked. "I, Jason, Alpha of Nightclaw, release you from my mark." His voice cracked, then steadied, and I understood he was holding it together with sheer stubbornness. "I give up my claim before the moon and the pack. You are free to choose any wolf you want. And I'm sorry." The wind stopped. A sound tore out of him, not a scream, something lower and worse. His back bowed. Blood poured from his nose, his ears, the corners of his eyes. And on my neck, where his mark had sat for two years, a line of white fire burned out from the skin.

I had nothing left but pain. As the rogues advanced again, I turned to run but Kieran, my Alpha, the man I had trusted above all, was too busy shielding Izzy, leaving me to fight for my life. How could he betray me like this? How could he abandon me when I needed him the most?