Betrayed by My Own Companion

Lucia's heart pounded in her chest as she stood with her father, the Alpha, at the entrance of the Dark Moon Pack's territory. The air was thick with tension, a mixture of unease and defiance that could be felt in the pit of her stomach. She had heard the rumors-the whispered tales of dark deeds committed by the Dark Moon Pack, a pack that had earned its reputation as one of the most ruthless and merciless to exist. The murder of the child in the neighboring pack was still fresh in the minds of many, and now, she had no choice but to attend this gathering with her father, and the Alpha of their pack, to meet with the enemy. As they entered the heart of the Dark Moon territory, Lucia's eyes scanned the crowd. They were all so cold, their eyes calculating and predatory. But then her gaze fell on him. Tristan. The Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. His presence alone seemed to silence the world around him. His eyes-dark as midnight-locked with hers. A wave of shock slammed into her chest, so powerful it almost knocked the breath from her lungs. She had always imagined him to be everything the rumors said. Cruel. Cold-hearted. Vicious. But now, as their gazes held, Lucia felt something she couldn't explain-a pull, a connection so undeniable that it shook her to her core. Tristan's expression remained emotionless, but his eyes betrayed a hint of something deeper. Something... human. Despite everything she had heard about him, something inside Lucia whispered that there was more to Tristan. That underneath the cold exterior, a different side of him existed. One she was determined to uncover. Lucia couldn't help but take a step forward, her pulse quickening as she made the silent promise to herself that she would find out who Tristan truly was. She would unravel the mysteries of the Dark Moon Alpha, no matter the cost.

Being cheated on is the worst feeling ever. The betrayal, the heartbreak-it all comes crashing down like a ton of bricks. I couldn't keep it in any longer, so I called my best friend Kyrn. When I told her what had happened between me and Brett, her response was instant. Without hesitation, she dropped everything and came over straight away. That's the kind of friend she was, always there when I needed her most. I'd always told Kyrn that I wished I would find a person who would truly love me, someone who would value me for who I am and not just want sex all the time like most guys do. It felt like a distant dream, one that seemed impossible in a world where guys only seemed interested in one thing. But little did I know, tonight was going to change everything. Tonight was the night that my best friend and I were kidnapped from my house by sexy Greek god kidnappers. It all started so suddenly. One minute, Kyrn and I were sitting on the couch, talking about how stupid Brett had been and laughing through the pain, and the next, we were thrown into a whirlwind of panic. I never saw it coming. The door to my apartment was kicked open with a force that made the whole room shake, and before we could even react, we were grabbed, pulled from the couch, and forced into a dark van. The men who did it were tall, broad-shouldered, with chiseled features that belonged in a magazine. They were so handsome it almost made it worse-their looks made it feel like some twisted fantasy, but this wasn't a dream. No, this was real. As the van doors slammed shut behind us, I looked at Kyrn. She was just as confused and terrified as I was. Neither of us knew what to expect next, but one thing was clear: tonight was going to be unforgettable.

When you have two ruthless alphas right next to each other, things are bound to get heated. And when those alphas have the same fire in their veins-an unrelenting thirst for dominance and revenge-it's only a matter of time before sparks fly. Alpha Ace Winter had never known peace. At just sixteen, she was forced to take the reins of The Luna Pack after a brutal rogue attack that left her parents and her best friends' parents slaughtered. The night was stained with blood, and the scars ran deep. But she was no stranger to the darkness. She, Zylen, and Colby had rebuilt The Luna Pack from the ashes of their fallen families, clawing their way to the top to become one of the most feared packs in the United States. Ace's resolve had been forged in blood and fire, and she would never back down. Alpha Deacon knew that same pain all too well. His pack had been attacked by the same ruthless rogues, and like Ace, he had to rebuild-though his path had been much more ruthless. Where Ace relied on her sharp mind and unwavering determination, Deacon was fueled by an insatiable hunger for power. His pack had grown stronger, but his ambitions were limitless. The land next to him, The Luna Pack's territory, had always been tempting. And now, it was time to claim it. Deacon's plan was simple: Take it by force. The attack came swiftly, under the cover of darkness, but he quickly realized that the Luna Pack was not the weakling pack he had hoped for. No, Ace had not only grown her pack's strength-she had forged a deadly edge in herself. The battle was brutal. Each strike carried the weight of years of grief and a desire for vengeance that could not be quenched. But Deacon wasn't prepared for the ferocity of Ace's leadership. He didn't realize that messing with The Luna Pack meant he'd be stepping into a battle he wasn't prepared for. And by the time the first blood was spilled, he understood-he had just crossed a line that would cost him more than he could ever have imagined.

At the age of eighteen, walking through the woods with her pack, they don't expect to stumble upon the most feared pack of all, terrorizing another. The screams, growls, the scent of blood... everything is chaotic, brutal, violent. Their steps stop dead when they recognize the emblem on the dark jackets of the dominant wolves: the broken claw. No doubt about it. The Shadow Pack. And at its head, the alpha that everyone fears. As they prepare to intervene and help the attacked pack, ready to break the rules to defend the innocent, the alpha of the infamous pack approaches them. Slowly. With a confident, almost lazy stride, as if he had all the time in the world. The other wolves part to let him through. Theo Lupine is not known for his mercy, so when he walks straight past his own alpha to approach her, Josephine doesn't know what to do anymore. She feels her pack's eyes on her, questioning, even panicked. Why is he coming toward her? Why her? But Theo knows exactly what to do with Josephine. He stops so close that she can feel his breath on her skin, and his words fall like chains. "You don't have the right to run away," he growls, and I shoot him a glare. I want to slap him, scream, push him away. But I stay frozen. "Remember, you belong to me. You may hate me, but you can't leave." Around them, everything seems to fade away. No more forest. No more screams. Just this brutal truth that she still refuses to accept. But deep inside, part of her has known it all along. Theo Lupine is her fate. And the chains of fate are sometimes impossible to break.

The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?

My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away. After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future. Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me. I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call. "Total genius move," he boasted to friends. His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding. Heartbroken, I feigned belief. I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies. He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency. After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first. He even tried to cut me off financially. How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster? His betrayal poisoned every memory. I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty. His audacity left me reeling. But I wouldn’t be his victim. Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed. I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter. I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom.

Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.

Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.

On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.

Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.