Betrayed by the Wolf Who Swore to Protect Me Novel Cover

Betrayed by the Wolf Who Swore to Protect Me

9.0 / 10.0
Weston rescued me from the rogue territory, claiming he felt an instant connection the moment he caught my scent. He begged his adoptive father to let him take me back to the southern pack lands and make me his mate. On the way to meet his father, he warned me in a low voice, "The Alpha is ruthless and difficult to get along with." He told me how the man, in his quest for power, had even sent his own mate to the Lycan King's court as a political maneuver. When he later led a rebellion and succeeded, he was informed that his mate had died in the northern territories, her grave long overgrown. "The Alpha didn't shed a single tear," Weston said, shaking his head. "Yet he knelt before her grave and performed the marking ceremony posthumously." As Weston spoke, I felt my hands begin to tremble. I forced a weak smile and asked, "May I know your father's name?" Weston seemed surprised that I dared to ask such a question directly. Then he chuckled understandingly. "You've been recovering in the wilderness for so long, it's no wonder you're unaware of current events." He explained that the pack leadership had changed hands in recent years, and his adoptive father was the second son of the once prominent Red Fang Pack, now the new Alpha. Leaning closer, Weston whispered in my ear, "His name is Archer Medina." Archer Medina.

Betrayed by the Wolf Who Swore to Protect Me Chapter 1

Weston rescued me from the rogue territory, claiming he felt an instant connection the moment he caught my scent. He begged his adoptive father to let him take me back to the southern pack lands and make me his mate.

On the way to meet his father, he warned me in a low voice, "The Alpha is ruthless and difficult to get along with."

He told me how the man, in his quest for power, had even sent his own mate to the Lycan King's court as a political maneuver. When he later led a rebellion and succeeded, he was informed that his mate had died in the northern territories, her grave long overgrown.

"The Alpha didn't shed a single tear," Weston said, shaking his head. "Yet he knelt before her grave and performed the marking ceremony posthumously."

As Weston spoke, I felt my hands begin to tremble.

I forced a weak smile and asked, "May I know your father's name?"

Weston seemed surprised that I dared to ask such a question directly. Then he chuckled understandingly. "You've been recovering in the wilderness for so long, it's no wonder you're unaware of current events."

He explained that the pack leadership had changed hands in recent years, and his adoptive father was the second son of the once prominent Red Fang Pack, now the new Alpha.

Leaning closer, Weston whispered in my ear, "His name is Archer Medina."

Archer Medina.

The car rolled through the towering gates of the pack compound, the willows along the path looking dull and lifeless. My face turned pale as I gripped the leather seat by the car window.

Weston thought I was terrified by his father's reputation. He took my cold hands in his, trying to comfort me. "Don't be so scared. I shouldn't have told you those things. Don't worry, the Alpha has many adopted sons, and I'm the least important. At most, we'll just pay our respects to the former Luna."

I forced a smile, chiding myself internally for losing composure at the mere mention of that name.

Leaning against the car seat, I patted my cheeks lightly.

Such cowardice.

The Adele Dean from the northern territories was long dead, her body probably completely decomposed by now. Now I was just Adele, a discarded Omega from rogue lands, with nothing in my appearance resembling my former self. Not even my own mother would recognize me.

The priority was to get through this pack visit quickly, secure my new identity, and escape to the southern territories to find my brother, who I heard had become a rogue. Once there, it wouldn't matter who Weston's father was - the distance would keep me safe.

Though...

I glanced sideways at Weston, who was clumsily peeling a pomegranate to cheer me up, feeling a pang of guilt.

After all, Archer Medina owed me. So deceiving his adopted son couldn't be that bad, could it?

Continue Reading

Betrayed by the Wolf Who Swore to Protect Me of Contents

Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6
Ch. 7
Ch. 8
Ch. 9
Ch. 10
Ch. 11
all

You may also like

New Release Novels

After Buying My Ex, I Learned His Dark Secret Novel Cover
8.0
The Pierre Hotel smelled like gardenias and old money. I stood just inside the ballroom entrance and let the scene wash over me. Crystal chandeliers threw soft light across a hundred faces I didn't recognize and a dozen I did. Women in gowns that cost more than cars. Men in tuxedos that fit like they were born wearing them. Waiters gliding between clusters of conversation with trays of champagne so pale it looked like liquid gold. Six years ago, I would have been one of those waiters. I took a glass from a passing tray and didn't drink it. My steel-gray gown was custom Valentino, fitted so precisely it felt like armor. It cost more than my entire first-year scholarship at Columbia.
Blooming Under His Shadow Novel Cover
9.3
He is power, control, and consequence. She is everything he never planned for. Lucien Blackwell rules his world through silence and precision, dismantling threats before they speak his name. When betrayal from his own family forces him to tighten his grip, the last thing he expects is her-a florist whose calm presence unsettles him more than any enemy ever has. As unseen eyes close in and his shadow stretches across her life, she refuses to be protected through ignorance or distance. Instead, she chooses awareness, agency, and a place beside the danger. Because some things don't survive darkness. They bloom within it. Blooming Under His Shadow is a slow-burn romantic suspense about power, choice, and the risk of loving a man whose world was never built for light.
Late Redemption Of My Mate And My Sister Novel Cover
7.5
I, once a renowned belly - dance master, was the unwitting victim of a diabolical plot. My own sister, Sarah, and my supposed mate, Frank, conspired to have me violated. Their heinous plan was to ensure that the adopted daughter, Jenny, could perform belly dance in the blood - moon ceremony without any competition. I was savagely assaulted, my body and spirit broken, and then callously framed, left to die in a pool of my own despair. But fate had a different turn for me. Against all odds, I clawed my way back from the brink of death and transformed into a special agent, staging a false death to escape the nightmare that had been my life. Frank, only after the damage was irreparably done, finally opened his eyes to the magnitude of his mistakes. Consumed by a guilt so profound that it seemed to eat away at his very soul, he was left adrift in a sea of remorse. However, it was far, far too late...
Mated To My Ex's Father ( Alpha Damon) Novel Cover
9.2
It all started with one encounter. One night with a man whose touch felt like sin and whose scent still haunts my skin. I never meant to fall - but when I caught my boyfriend, the Alpha's son, cheating on me, something inside me broke. And that's when he found me - a stranger cloaked in dominance and danger. His hands promised ruin, his lips whispered damnation. I gave in. Just once. Or so I thought. Now, I've been hired as the Alpha's new secretary. And when I walked into his office, the world stopped. Because he's not a stranger. He's him. The man from that night. The man I should have never touched. The father of my ex. I tell myself I can resist him - that I can keep my secret buried. But every time his gaze lingers, every time that deep, commanding voice wraps around my name, my resolve burns away. This isn't love. It's an obsession. Possession. Darkness disguised as desire. And I know one thing for sure - once an Alpha sets his eyes on you... He never lets go.
My Husband Chose His Pregnant Mistress Over Me Novel Cover
9.4
It had been nine years of being tangled up with Max. On my birthday, his girlfriend crashed the party, declaring they were meant to be together and that I should consent to a divorce for their happiness. Max watched indifferently, expecting me to handle the situation as I always had with his difficult partners. But that day, a sudden wave of exhaustion washed over me. I stood up, gave him a smile, and said, "I'm going to get some fresh air in the garden." Max barely noticed, likely thinking I was off to cry in solitude. But an hour passed, then two, then three, and I didn’t return. He came looking for me. All he found was a burnt cigarette and a ring in the garden. That's when he knew. I wasn't coming back.
One night with my father's best friend  Novel Cover
9.5
"I've tried to not want you, but everytime I'm near you, my whole being craves for you. It's not supposed to be that way, Lola," I held in an excited scream. Even though I was happy, I still had a mission to accomplish. "Then let's play a game. Let's get rid of all these sexual tension between us. I'm sure one night will be enough to clear it away," "One night," He growled. "One night is all there will be," In one quick movement, my towel dropped to the floor with his lips devouring mine. ~~~~ Lola thought her life had come to an end when she lost her father, but it was only an invitation to a new phase when she accidentally meets her late father's best friend in a club. A myriad of sparks flicker at first sight, but he never pays any attention to her until one rainy evening, followed by a passionate steamy night, Rowan falls twice harder for the lady he's supposed to protect. Now he's ready to fight the world and even his son to keep the woman he's hopelessly in love with by his side.
Chapters
Read now
Share