Black Clover Traitor Novels & Stories

When another patrol fails to return the next night, the whole pack understands: the rogues aren’t testing, they’re coming. Black Claw prepares for war in the way of all old packs. Children are herded into the cellar rooms, alongside old, blind, or crippled wolves whose fighting days are over. The triplets drill the rest of the pack, even Elena, in shifts that last until paws crack and throats raw from howling. Damon, ever the showman, rallies from a makeshift dais near the south fence, his voice the bellwether of defiance. Devin stalks the perimeter in silence, sometimes with Derick—now crawling, now running, now blinking in and out of the space around him—in tow.

Past the edge of the territory where packed earth gave way to roots and fallen leaves. The tree line waited in silence. The same forest where I had followed Damon. Where blood had stained stone. Where masks had fallen. I stood there with the morning wind in my hair and stared into the dark between the trunks. Somewhere in these woods, enemies still breathed. Somewhere behind me, one of our own smiled with a liar's mouth. I flexed my wrapped hands. The Pure Claw thought they could break us. They were wrong. And whoever the traitor was – they would learn the same thing.

This time, he grabbed my leg, begging, “Lily, I really messed up. Please forgive me, just this once. I swear, I’ll never do it again.” Matt no longer cared about his pride. Even though it was our graduation ceremony and his carefully crafted image was crumbling in front of everyone, none of it mattered. I was the one holding the keys to his future. His voice trembled with desperation. “Lily, I won’t ever see that woman again. It’s all her fault. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have been unfaithful.” The whole scene exposed both Tiana and Matt for the frauds they were. Their masks were now completely ripped away, leaving them humiliated in front of everyone.

Do we really need to involve that traitor? "That traitor was under direct orders from Fenrir." Cloven snaps at her. "I'm guessing that she will want to find Fenrir as well. What is it with the two of you? You understand that we need Fenrir, but the second we try to bring him back, or involve one of his partners in crime, you are against it. This needs to be done before hell breaks into this world and destroys it." "It's hard to trust him. I feel as if everything I know about him is a lie. I'm sorry, but there has to be another way." She walks out as well.

“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.

I mumbled rubbing the edge of the paper against my finger pulp. “First gain their trust. It will take some time. Zaroon should have some kind of trust on you too although he wouldn’t. He is hard to break.” Uncle said and with that he cut the call. I took a deep breath as gaining trust was a long-time process and I had to stay for a long time for that. Staying here give me the same level of passion for revenge and guilt at the same time when I saw these people smiling and talking to me. But when I recalled what they have done I started to hate the same smiles and laughs. Everything was fake. These smiles were fake as it wasn’t possible to smile with a full heart after having load of killing s

Traitor’s End (Gideon’s POV) My boots pounded the blood-slicked floor of Bloodclaw’s hideout, my eyes blazing as I chased Adam’s scent through the corridors. The traitor’s face burned in my mind, his betrayal cutting deeper than any claw. Vera’s gasp—“No”—echoed from the trapped chamber behind me, where she and Gabriel faced Kael’s cage, but my wolf roared, locked on Adam, my former assistant who’d sabotaged Starfang.

she asked, her voice daring. “Why would I be a traitor? What did I do that would make you call me a traitor?” I growled lowly. “Ohh, don't pretend. Everyone knows already. You are planning something with those rogues. They only appear when you leave the pack for your supposed occasional run. Did you really think you could deceive the entire pack? You traitor,” Claudia spat. “Says the girl who doesn't even know the father of her child.” I hissed.

Klaus, who saw her reaction, looked at her and smirked. Clara trembled, realizing that whatever she would do, Klaus, who is like a brother to him, her best friend is a traitor. "Traitor? I was never part of this pack," Klaus said, breaking the silence. Despite everything she was feeling, Clara could talk, and there was only one word she had to say. "Why?"

“Every clue pointed to you, but… damn it, Kira. You’re a traitor.” “Traitor?” She feigned ignorance. “What? Cassian, you can’t believe-” “Don’t you dare.” He growled lowly. “Don’t you dare say my name.” His body shook with rage, but he didn’t release me. His gaze pinned Kira, sharp and unforgiving. “The trap wasn’t the decoy I sent. The real trap was the information I gave you. I told Nicole wolfcross was the real route. Only you knew the Ashenfang route,” he said slowly, each word deliberate, his claws pressing just beneath the skin of his hands. “You sent the mercenaries. You are the Betrayer. ”