When Family Betrays You Mga Nobela at Kwento

But, the tragedy that struck the pack wasn't any of that but the betrayal of our very own. People spoke in various measures about the betrayal of father's brother, Beta Lloyd. It ranged from one story to the other but yet mother and father only ever mentioned good things when it was their turn to talk about him. I'd been so pissed when I finally reached the end of their nonchalance to not tell me things about the family and demanded that they tell the truth.

I still didn’t believe her. “A thousand percent sure, Dad. He has always wanted everything you had. It was because Ximena refused to help him out that he framed her. You trusted him blindly, Dad. No member of your family is worth trusting anymore; the ones you loved have betrayed you up to here,” she lifted her hand to her throat. “I wish I had not been born into this family. Everyone is just planning evil against one another; a family at that,” she expressed her disappointment. “Hop in, sweetheart.”

They don't deserve to be called a family, because all their behavior doesn't show that of a family, but rather it shows betrayal. I can't really stand this type of betrayal, I need a break from all of it. And right now the only person I can trust is no one else but my mate Hunter. At least I'm happy that there is someone that still loves me truly from his heart and not all this family I have that are only just pretending, but never really loves you. It's really so painful to know that the family you love, doesn't love you for any reason, but rather they hate you but pretend to love you. I'm never going to allow anyone to fool me because I have known who they truly are now.

They expected me to choke under the weight of leading the family, and one council member in particular had made it his life's mission to strip it away from me, especially since it would've been him leading the mob if I had never showed up. "We can't go rushing into conclusions just yet but from the look of things, it would seem so." An attempt on my life I could handle. God knows I've had too many to count. But on her life, my wife's life, now that was unacceptable. It meant betrayal and betrayal to my wife meant betrayal to me and betrayal to me meant betrayal to the family. Like most families the Irish mob had special methods we used when dealing with traitors. Inhuman and bloody methods I

Those words rang in my head again. How could they? His own family? The very people Enzo had trusted—without question, without hesitation—were already plotting to tear him down now. And the worst part? He didn’t even know. He didn’t see it—couldn’t see it. He would still think they cared. Still think they had his back. Still think they would be the one he could fall back on if there was any problem, but they were in fact the one plotting the problems. He was blind, yes. But not just in the way that had been medically diagnosed. He was blind to the poison sitting right inside his home. To the betrayal rooted so deep it probably started long before I ever came into the picture.

“It started with business, or what they said was business. But it quickly got personal—greed, jealousy, power struggles. My uncle made deals behind my father’s back. Promises were broken, and alliances shattered.” “And your father disappeared?” I asked. “Yeah,” Ryan said. “For years. Like he vanished off the face of the earth. Everyone thought he was dead. But he wasn’t. He was hiding, trying to figure out how to fix the mess.” I swallowed hard. Betrayal was a poison I knew all too well. It didn’t just hurt; it changed you. It made trust a dangerous game. “Does your family know all this?” I asked. Ryan’s eyes darkened. “Most of them don’t. It’s like a curse we carry, stories too ugly to tell

I had to make a decision to stop them and I did. That, however did not sit well with Bianca ànd marked the fall of our friendship. “ You see Leticia, betrayal is betrayal. It doesn't matter what reasons you had, no matter how valid they are. I trusted you, treated you like a sister. I invited you to our home even when everyone warned me against it. You betrayed me by selling out my family to those bloody Alpha's and king's. You destroyed my home, killed everyone I cared for and forced me to go into hiding.

“Marry me or your family suffers,” he said coldly, staring at me with his evil eyes. I have never imagined that the person who was trusted the most by my family betrayed us just so he could replace my father as the alpha. I should have known better than to trust anyone, let alone a man full of greed and ambitions. “Give me your decision, Madeline. I don’t like waiting,” he demanded.

he sighed, uneasy. "The only difference is that you’re not a traitor. But in the past, your mother betrayed your father with his own brother. And now Matheus is after your woman, the son of that betrayal," Madock continued, bringing up the past. "I have the most rotten family, but the family I have now isn’t. Molly will never betray me with Matheus," Braston said with conviction. "Take a friend’s advice get out of this mess as soon as you can. After all, why would Matheus want your son?"

Family... That's what they offered me yet I'm having a hard time deciding whether to accept that or not. Since the day my own father betrayed me, my definition of family changed. Back then, I see it as everyone's home and safe place, but now, I think it's nothing but a name. The family isn't the ones you should trust your life with because just like everyone, they will betray you like no one. I've been there and maybe my own experience made me kinda bitter about it. It's just that having a family means being comfortable with them but what if you got to the point of your life where it became a threat to you?