Why Did Graves Betray 141 Novels & Stories

“Yes, sir.” “Go.” The messenger fled, relief in every step. Silence hung heavy. Charon finally broke it. “You’re not as cold as you want them to believe.” Hades gave a humorless smile. “Am I not? Gregory betrayed us. He betrayed father. He deserved worse than Ford’s bullet.” His hand trembled slightly as he reached for another cigarette. “But damn it, Charon, he was still my brother.” Charon’s eyes softened. “And if the child is real?”

I whispered, my voice barely audible. Claus nodded, his hand reaching out to gently wipe away my tears. "You're welcome," he said. "You're free now, Delilah. You can start again." As I looked at Claus, I asked him, "How did you know where their graves are?" Claus's expression turned somber, and he said, "Raphael was the one who had them buried here. He had your baby buried beside Betty." I felt a lump form in my throat as I processed this information. Raphael, the man who had betrayed me, had done something so kind and thoughtful for me. It touched my heart, and for a moment, I felt a pang of forgiveness towards him.

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

"I didn't 'forget' anything; you two did. You were the ones who doubted me, ignored me, and even abandoned me. "George, Frendo, from the moment you left me alone at the Marking Ceremony, you already broke our vow. And when you chose to save Lily instead of me, whatever I owed you, I repaid in full." Layne, watching George and Frendo freeze in place, tossed a magical crystal ball onto the ground in front of them. "Here's one last gift for you. Don't ever bother my sister again. Let's go." I no longer held any attachment to the past.

“Stay close to me.” Outside, chaos had completely erupted. The gunfire was relentless. The attackers were highly trained mercenaries. Ivan cursed under his breath, grabbed a submachine gun from a case, and narrowed his eyes. “They dare step foot on my turf? They have a death wish." As he barked orders, he kept a firm grip on my wrist, leading me toward the villa’s emergency escape route. “Madeline, don’t be afraid,” he murmured reassuringly. “I’m here.” The battle outside raged on. Through the shattered windows, I caught sight of a familiar figure, Leonardo.

Mustapha narrowed his eyes at her. Never in his life has he ever thought that his ex-girlfriend would slap him. He couldn't assimilate the feeling. But deep down he knows he deserves that slap. He still loves her no matter how many times he had denied it, not even when he told her that he had already moved on. He feels a vulnerable feeling to see her or hear of her with somebody else. Not to talk of his own biological brother. "I would repeat this for the last time. I. Will. Marry. Mu'allim. And that wouldn't be any of your business."

"What have you been doing for all these days?" Theodore replied, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his eyes. "I've been dealing with some of the Graves family's old guards." His presence suddenly radiated a bloody intensity. "Things turned dangerous, which delayed my return." Grace frowned, sensing the gravity of the situation. Her jasmine pheromones grew solemn. "Mr. Graves handed over the entire family to you back then. You're saying you've taken them all out?" The Graves family was an overseas black-ops organization, composed of the most reckless and wolfish individuals.

Or the man his mate fell in love with in the first place. I closed my eyes and made my choice. When I opened them, I was no longer alone. Three figures stood before me, all wearing the same dark clothes as Lady Nyx's assassins. But these weren't here to join me. They were here to kill me. "Alpha Graves," the center figure spoke. "You've become a liability." I smiled grimly and felt my wolf surge forward. "Then you'd better make this quick." The first assassin lunged, and everything burst into violence.

By the time I had grabbed my bag and hopped out of the truck Gabriel was jumping back in wearing his work clothes and driving off towards the work site. It wasn’t until much later that I discovered some of the work site equipment had been vandalised and a dump truck had been stolen. There had only been a handful of men at the site during the weekend and it was Matteo who had called Gabriel to inform him of his discovery early in the morning. Gabriel was fuming as he returned to his cabin, wildly gesturing as he went over the details of the vandalism with Matteo. I was worried for my friend but noticed that he was able to hold his own. Which was probably why he was Gabriel’s right hand man.

A pause. “He died because he trusted the wrong people.” Victor stepped forward. “Who?” Alexander looked toward the vault entrance. “The Covenant sent someone.” Elizabeth whispered nervously, “Someone inside the family?” Alexander nodded slowly. “Yes.” Lewis felt a cold realization forming. “If it wasn’t Charles…” He looked directly at his grandfather. “…then who betrayed my father?” Alexander answered quietly. “Someone you haven’t met yet.” Suddenly A slow clap echoed through the vault. Everyone turned. A man stood at the vault entrance.