Novel & Cerita The Mark Of Betrayal

Moreover, he wanted to be careful he doesn't hurt my arm as the wound was still fresh. The pages of The Grimoire of Eldritch enchantments were wet from my freshly shed tears. The book was carelessly thrown on the bed, as I remembered everything that I came across. Tears streamed down my face as I stared at the mark on my wrist, a painful reminder of the heartbreak and betrayal inflicted by the one person I trusted the most. The mark, once a symbol of pride for me, now felt like a permanent scar etched into my skin. Anguish and fury boiled within me, intertwining in a tumultuous dance of emotions. It wasn't even ink. It was fucking permanent! It was engraved on me with their fucking magic! A

“After everything I’ve done for you, Marko. Why?” Marko spat blood onto the floor. “I didn’t betray you, Adrian. I just did what I had to do to survive.” “To survive?” Adrian echoed, his tone darkening. “You sold information to our enemies. You put my family at risk. That’s not survival, Marko—that’s treason.” Marko’s jaw tightened. “They offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse. You don’t understand—” “I understand perfectly,” Adrian cut him off, his voice sharp like a blade. “You chose greed over loyalty. And now, you’ll pay for it.”

I can’t wait to celebrate at your wedding! The mafia world was always shrouded in secrecy. The Vittorio family would never disclose accurate information to outsiders. She wasn’t part of the inner circle. How did she know about my supposed wedding? Startled, I tapped into Leonardo’s Facebook profile. His profile picture and cover photo had all been changed to pictures of me. Even his bio had been updated. [My one and only love, Madeline.] I was utterly speechless. In the previous lifetime, no matter how much I begged, he had never once shown even the slightest affection for me in public. Yet now, after losing me, he suddenly wanted to repent?

Her tone is flat, and unlike her. I raise my eyebrows at her, and give a small, soft laugh. “Okay, Val.” “I mean it.” “If you say so.” “Anton, those are my conditions to yours,” She clarified. This got my full attention. “Are you serious?” “You give me what I asked for, I will do what you asked in return. If you ever let another woman touch you, I will kill her,” Val reiterates. “All or nothing. I will not and cannot live through another betrayal by a man.”

Dante’s lip curled in disdain, but his silence spoke volumes. Antonio leaned in, his faint British accent cutting through the tension like a blade. “The truth hurts, doesn’t it? Your stiff taxes, your insatiable thirst for blood—it’s alienated the family. You’ve turned allies into enemies, Dante. It wasn’t hard to convince the others that change was necessary.” Dante’s eyes burned with hatred, his fists trembling. “You betrayed me! You sold me out for what? To prop up a boy who thinks he’s ready to rule?”

the Alpha disclosed. “How could you?” Tala, with a quivering voice, questioned him. Knowing the gravity of his betrayal, I warned him. "This is your last day on Earth." Bardulf avoided our gazes, guilt evident. "What's your endgame?" Tala pressed. "I'd take a bullet for you, but I didn't anticipate it would come from you," I muttered to Bardulf, his betrayal piercing my heart. "You betrayed me first," he retorted, voice trembling. "Thank you for reminding me of who I am and why," I responded.

Before I could react, he grabbed my arms and pulled me up from the floor, settling me onto the bed. “What the hell is going on?!” He demanded, crouching in front of me. “Even though we fight, you know I hate seeing you like this. Mom and Dad told me what you said about Hunter trying to kill Evans. And that you left him. But...” He hesitated, his brows furrowing. “Why are you still crying? Did he… did he hurt you?” I let out a bitter laugh, wiping my wet cheeks. “He already did, Mark. He betrayed me. He broke his promise to me and hurt Evans, someone who cannot hurt a fly.”

said the love of my life, and I smiled. I smiled because it had all been worth it. My mate's betrayal had helped me find my way. My mate's betrayal led me to find true love. My mate's betrayal made everything fall into place. Nothing else mattered; this was everything. THE END.

"She's throwing another tantrum, isn't she? She did the same thing last time—took off the monitor just to threaten me. Unbelievable. Even with lives on the line, she still plays games like this. "Go. Find her. Bring her in and draw the blood. I don't care how you do it. Even if she tries to use that bastard child in her belly to bargain, ignore her." At the word "bastard," my soul—already detached from my body—wavered. My nails dug deep into my ghostly palms as I watched him, face tense with irritation, giving out orders. Not a trace of sorrow. Not even a flicker of regret. I closed my eyes. Tears slid silently down my cheeks.

I'm afraid that malicious people might do things to blame me later… simply to test your loyalty to me… He took my hand and turned it to show my palm, the star-shaped mark. He stroked it gently. Alexander: This mark… this commitment, it's a promise I can't break. I freely chose to make this promise, even if they invent stories to make me believe you did wrong, I will always believe you. I promised never to betray you again, never to disappoint you again. Your blood is now mixed with mine, and it's for life, Angel. We can't stop others from trying, and I'm truly sorry… as for their reaction, only those who were with us at your father's house know the truth. But I don't believe they'll do anyth