A Traitor To Memory Novels & Stories

"Will, Mia was your daughter! On her birthday, you promised she'd be the happiest girl in the world. How could you turn your back on her now? "Peter, Mia was your niece. When she drew that family portrait, you told her we'd be a family forever. Have you already forgotten that promise? "And let's not forget you, Jeremy. Weren't you the one who vowed to protect me and Mia for the rest of our lives? Yet here you are, dismissing it all as an accident. How can you do this? Have you lost all sense of right and wrong?" Tears streamed down my cheeks, but beneath the sorrow, my eyes blazed with anger.

The memory wasn’t passive now — it pulled Sarai deeper, forcing her to feel his thoughts, his pain, his rage. He was remembering the moment it happened. The moment he touched her stomach. The moment her unborn child destroyed him. He screamed in the memory — not from pain, but from realization. “The prophecy… it’s real… The child is real…” His voice rattled in Sarai’s skull like a chain being dragged across steel. Aunt Dee grabbed Sarai’s shoulders. “Sarai, break the connection—” “I can’t!” Sarai choked. The memory continued. The Traitor reached a cavern where Underworld soldiers hovered in the shadows. When they turned and saw him alive, they recoiled.

“The Den. They were going to kill everyone inside. I couldn’t let that happen.” He paused, his hand on the door. He didn’t look back. “You should have come to me,” he said, and the words were heavy with a final, crushing disappointment. “A true Alpha trusts his pack. A traitor trusts only his secret.” He left. The bar dropped again, the sound echoing in the hollow space. I slid down the wall to the dirt floor, clutching my ribs. He was right. I was a traitor. But I was also the only one who had seen what was coming. The weight of that truth was my prison, heavier than any logs.

More questions bubble in my mind but I stop. "Instead of answering all your questions let me get to the point, all will be clear soon I promise, now, first, I must warn you, your rejection of Ace has turned his wolf feral, he is not aware of this yet, but it is affecting him mentally, he is unstable right now and needs to be stopped " she smiles reassuringly at me before continuing. "I also want to say that your wolf is the strongest I have met in a very long time, she, her name is Lexi by the way, she has been protecting you, somehow she was able to block everything negative that has occurred to you since the rejection, she was able to block it all to help you, I have never seen 2 beings as

I had loved my grandfather and I never even met him and to have him break my heart like this was just too much to bear. So without thinking I was doing the one thing that would make everyone happy. I looked over at the neuroscientist with my resolve and spoke the words that would be the end of who I was, hopefully forever. “You can erase my memories, I have no need for them since Bella Emerson is dead.”

I nodded slowly. "The traitor is within our walls."

A girl in her late 20’s, was walking in a hotel corridor, completely drunk. Her 5ft 6-inch figure was dangling with a lost mind over her each step. Her vision was too hazel to recognize the path in front of her, just like her life. Anger, frustration, and feeling of betrayal once again were swelling her heart.

"Found the traitors." "Traitors, as in plural?" "Yeah. It's all there in black and white."

“I’ve crossed worse.” Matilda shook her head. “This isn’t you.” “You don’t know what I had to survive.” That silenced her. Olivia inhaled slowly, then met her friend’s eyes. “I’m not doing this for fun, Matilda. Or pride. I’m doing this because the last time I trusted the system to tell the truth, it almost buried mine.” Matilda’s mouth pressed into a line. “So you’re going dark.” “I’m going strategic.” “And what do you want me to do?”