Novel & Cerita The Mark Of Betrayal

All of us stood straight up, and the squad looked around in surprise. “Sit down,” she said and took her seat while everyone else followed suit as well. Ethan and I knew what to expect, but the rest of the squad looked like their minds had been blown. Alpha commands from someone other than their own Alpha was an unusual experience. The three of us made the connection last night as to why her mother told Ezekiel to mark her on her birthday. The mate-bond connected two people in such an intense manner that it was like a hole in your soul was filled to completion with it. We could not imagine that he knew that she would have this powerful aura, but he would had marked her on her birthday before

An attack executed in the name of friendship. He turned to look at the president general, down to Richarlison and then to the grandwar kings and Master and at last settled his gaze on the crowd. Everyone watched in anticipation. In a world where betrayal is predominant and imminent, even with her closure to the president general, she can still be a betrayal - "Call the betrayal out!" Mark roared, his voice was stern. He hated being kept in suspense. It jolted the nerdy man from his thoughts and there was nothing he could do rather than call her out.

Her expression was dark and full of resentment, and she looked every bit like a bitter, disgruntled wife. "What's with that attitude? You're practically radiating negativity." She said nothing, picked up her phone, and started typing. Through the reflection in the car window, I knew who she was chatting with. I let out a laugh, and she looked up and stared at me in confusion. To be honest, my heart no longer ached at this point. I couldn't tell if it was because I had gone numb or if I was already imagining the satisfaction of seeing my revenge plans unfold.

Amid the noisy clatter, I heard the door lock being pried open. A woman spoke up in a booming voice. "That shameless woman is in there. We mustn't let her hurt Ellie! Oh, God. Why hasn't someone as morally corrupt as the mistress been run over or suffered some kind of divine retribution yet? We're here today to seek justice for a wronged woman!" I took a deep breath as I listened to the unbearable insults. My scalp tingled, but I kept my eyes on the scalpel, not daring to slip up in the slightest. Finally, the stitches were done!

He wouldn’t betray me. But then who? My mind races, replaying every interaction, every word spoken. It might be anyone. And that’s what terrifies me the most. The concept that someone we’ve trusted, someone who has been with us through everything, could be the one tearing us apart from the inside. The treachery feels too close, too personal, and it left me reeling. Marco’s voice cuts through the silence, strong and decisive. "We’re going to find out who it is," he continues, his tone dangerously calm. "And when we do, they’ll regret ever crossing me."

Violette suddenly snatched the phone from my hand. "Marrying into your family was the worst mistake of my life! Listen carefully, Kane. No one turned us against you! We're rejecting you because neither of you deserves to be our mates!" She hung up, and we blocked every contact point with them. "Don't let trash like him hurt you anymore, Violette," I tried to comfort her. Thankfully, on the fourth day, the Alpha King's seal appeared right where our mate-marks used to be—hot, glowing lines at the back of our necks.

“A prophecy. She saw a prophecy about a cursed Alpha, born under the Blood Moon, carrying the infinity mark on his chest. His fate is bound to a forbidden child born of a human and a wolf. She said the child will both save him… and destroy him.” I'm the forbidden child. I don't need anyone to tell me that much. The room tilted. “And what does that have to do with us?” Theo leaned closer, looking straight into my eyes “Because I am the cursed Alpha.” He pulled his shirt slightly aside, just enough for me to see the darkened infinity-shaped mark on the left side of his chest. My breath hitched. He took my hands, gripping it gently. “That’s why they want us together, Lila. The Elders believe if

I could tell Marisol was telling the truth but i still wanted to see proof with my own eyes that Janet had set me up to fail in our marriage, But why? I felt every emotion while Marisol was showing me all the proof in her phone, I felt sad, angry, betrayed. Did she hate me this much that she would put me in the predicament i was in? I needed to know why, But Janet would not answer any of my phone calls and reply to any of my messages. I knew i failed whatever sick test this was but she knew all along and let me continue when she had every chance to confront me or put a stop to everything. "When i found out i was pregnant i knew i couldnt continue to lie to you" Marisol said. Well at least i

“By the council’s order, Rae Blackthorne is to be branded with the hunter’s mark. She will be stripped of any ties to Crescent Fang. Banished beyond our borders. Any who aid her will be considered traitors.” My heart stopped. “No…” My voice came out as a whisper. “Please, no. Damon….” Something changed in his eyes, but he didn’t move. The guards pulled me up, dragging me toward the center of the chamber where a stone altar stood. The iron brand glowed in the fire, its edges burning red-hot, the symbol carved into it sharp and cruel. “No! Stop! Please!” I thrashed, my screams echoing off the walls. “Damon, don’t let them do this! Please, you know me! You know I wouldn’t….”

Like both of them had stepped too close to the edge of something neither wanted to fall into. Elias stared out the window, voice lower now. “I wish I could remember it the way you do. All of it. Not just feelings. Not just this… ache in my chest.” Lucas’s fingers tightened around his mug. “You really don’t remember anything? Not even how it ended?” “No,” Elias said, his voice flat with defeat. “Not even how it began.” Lucas let the silence swallow that truth. He couldn’t be the one to say it the betrayal, the cracks that widened until they broke, the last fight that sounded like a goodbye even if neither admitted it.