Novel & Cerita Why Did Graves Betray 141

In my past life, Julian had used her flirtations to place her by my side as a spy, all to ensure the baby swap succeeded. I'd found the first hint of his plan and wanted to do a paternity test on the deformed child. But no matter how I tried, I couldn't find my phone and contact my parents to help me get discharged. By the time the baby died and was cremated, there was no proof left. Only then did the nurse finally hand over the hidden phone. Julian's every step had been calculated to kill me, all for Sienna. Another contraction hit, and I forced myself back into the moment, kneeling on the floor and breathing through the pain.

He lifts my arm gently, then kisses and licks my scar, which tickles me. “I don’t know what exactly those three Bloodbane Gammas told you about the scar they gave you. But I’ll confess now: I only chose you to betray you,” he says, guilt all over his face. I gasp, eyes wide. Why is he confessing? Orvyn goes on for almost half an hour without pauses and hesitation. Every word confirms what I already knew and what Gautnier has told me. What is he playing at? Is this confession a redirection of his failed plan of killing me?

He had not only touched my most precious asset; he had annihilated my control, exploiting the one crack in my fortress, my own misplaced trust. I forced myself up, the grief immediately transforming into pure, kinetic energy. Grief could wait; vengeance could not. My focus locked onto the immediate betrayal. The looping security feed, the neutralized guards outside, the lack of resistance on the inner ring, it all pointed to one name. I didn't need to ask. I only needed to confirm the execution site. “Ivan. Alexander,” I barked into the secure line, my voice a low, vibrating rumble that promised death. “Find Grigori. Bring him to the dining hall. Now.”

I dished out a plate of salad and bacon to fill my empty stomach while I looked around seeing our guests happy. Immediately, I moved and saw Elena's face; thoughts of what transpired last night filled my mind. Suddenly, my chest started beating so hard like it was last night, and I felt I was going to vomit the food I ate. I quickly placed the plate on the table to walk around a bit. Maybe the pain would ease off. As I walked around, I thought of easier ways I could confront Kessler for betraying my love for him and Elena why she betrayed me, her own sister.

"He knows the First Son is here." The temperature in the courtyard seemed to drop. Mason barked orders immediately. "Battle positions!" The territory exploded into motion. Again. Warriors ran. Sentinels armed themselves. Families hurried toward shelters. Chaos. Organized chaos. Savannah grabbed Grayson's arm. He finally looked at her. Really looked. His eyes were unreadable. "Talk to me." Nothing. "Grayson." Finally: "He betrayed her." The words nearly broke her. She stepped closer.

“She used the service tunnel under the old greenhouse. She must have been planning this for weeks.” “The sensors?” “She disabled the motion trackers in the tunnel, but she forgot about the pressure plates on the outer gravel path. We have her contained between the first and second gates.” I felt a surge of pure, frustrated rage. Not at Zach, but at the situation. At myself. “How did she get the bypass codes, Zach? I pay you to ensure this house is a fortress.” Zach kept his gaze level. “She’s a Graves, sir. She’s as smart as you are. She likely mirrored your device when you were in the study last night.”

“So what can we do for you today?” “We?” he asked, looking confused. “Yeah, we. Balric and I.” “I’m not here for the Betrayer,” he replied. So he was in denial. It was time to show him the truth then. “Well then I’m afraid to disappoint you, but I am the Betrayer. I am no more innocent than him. I’ve killed five people. I can remember the first like it was yesterday. I was fourteen and oh so eager to prove myself to Balric. It was actually a lot easier than you’d think or maybe Mathias was just that weak. He was the bottom of the pack always.” Callius’s frown grew and he crossed his arms over his chest, but said nothing so I continued.

This vile base had nothing but treachery within, but I felt a lump forming in my throat, and I couldn't make a sound. The flames of fury drowned me. The betrayal of these people choked me. I almost lost the strength to even stand up. 'And to think we used to be comrades. I saved the lives of some of these people,' I thought. "The proof is undeniable. Do your job, guard captain. She is no longer part of our rescue team." Joshua looked at me coldly, as if I were dead to him. I bit my lip as hard as I could, and the guards surrounded me with their Abilities. If I weren't careful, I could be severely injured. Fortunately, I had a trump card hidden up my sleeve.

The one that made my Beta look at me like I'd lost my mind completely. "We need to dig up Dove's grave," I said. The silence that followed was the longest five seconds of my life. "You want to do what?" "You heard me." "Sebastian, that's..." "I know how it sounds. Just do it. Quietly. No one must know." So, here I am. Standing like a statue, watching as two of my most trusted guards dig up a grave that hasn’t been touched in years. The moon casts long shadows across the cemetery, the air is cold enough to sting, and every creak of the shovel against earth feels like a personal betrayal.

“It seems like he has been working against you.” His expression blanked, no longer able to read what was behind those onyx eyes. For the first time, Lazarus strewed in silence, a clear blockage between us. “Family can betray you; I know that better than anyone else.” His sorrowful eyes locked on mine, swirling with disdain. “I told you Ma Cherie, I’m no stranger to betrayal.” Guilt clung to soul, squeezing my heart because I was one of those people. I betrayed him the moment I decided to join The Rebel’s Creed.