Black Clover Traitor Novels & Stories

Alan croaked out, “Who’s going to heal me if you’d died?” “I’m sorry,” I mumbled and squeezed his hand within mine. “I’m so sorry.” “You’re not forgiven.” He stubbornly replied, but it only made me smile further. “Don’t be like that,” I prompted, “Have my attempts been entirely futile?” “No,” Sniffing, he shook his head, “Douglas is in jail, as we speak.” I smiled, “You caught him.” “We did.” He said, “All thanks to your stupid little stunt.”

the words escaped Lucas's lips, but all three of us knew they were our Uncle Dexter's words—what he'd ingrained in us, and I'd never doubted it until this very day, "Sooner or later, she'll reveal her true colors." "Then why the fuck are we even here? We should just leave, shouldn't we? Why do we stand for a wretched woman who, to us, will always remain just another traitor?" I demanded, frustration seeping through, "Why not banish her from the pack and eliminate the risk?" "You know we can't do that, Alex," Caleb stepped in, filling the void left by Lucas's silence, "She has to pay." Even he understood that wasn't the whole truth, and I knew it too.

I slammed the glass on the counter, some water spilling out of it. "What? Now what?" I was always in the worst of my mood these days all thanks to that one woman. "You sound like someone pissed in your mouth." I exhaled deeply and glared at him. "Okay, okay I am sorry. I came to give you the proof that you wanted." "Proof?" "You mean you got proof that Kate blackmailed Brae into all of this?" "Wow you understood! So fast? I am impressed." He faked admired causing me to roll my eyes at him.

he commands. “You are scaring me, Isaac. Why will the Shadow pack come? What’s happening?” My voice quivers with anxiety. Why is he spewing nonsense? “Why is there blood on your torso?” I ask and move closer to him. I raise my hand and caress his face. His silvery and golden eyes soften for a moment before they become blank again. “Clarissa was a traitor. Our location has been compromised.” My heart lurches. “She was… a traitor?” I feel dizzy as I try to digest the news. My hand automatically moves to cradle my unborn pup. I look at him, feeling panic rising up my throat.

The traitor noticed, “No.” I stepped toward him, he backed away. “You don't understand what you're doing.” “I understand perfectly.” “You'll destroy Blackwolf.” “You already did.” He raised his bloody hand, the seal pulsed. The traitor's eyes darted toward the Council, toward Dean then back to me. For the first time, he looked trapped. I kept walking, he reached for another blade. I didn't stop, he pulled it free. I stopped ten feet away, the chamber waited.

I asked, trying to keep my tone casual. Claudia didn’t know about any of the Coldclaw nonsense. I loathed having to see the pained look on her face when she discovered that her daughter was a traitor. “Oh, she’s fine,” Claudia said. “A bit torn up, but… What can you do?”

“I suppose not if what I heard about you and Muhay is true.” Alexa nodded. “That it is.” She took another drag on the cigarette. “He will be a very reluctant recruit now that his reason for being with the Black Cloaks is gone. You may as well let him go or you will have a traitor in your midst. He will never be loyal now.” “But if he holds us responsible for the end of your relationship what good will it do to let him go?” “He is not a vengeful person. He will forget in time and move on with his life.”

This girl won’t deceive me anymore. But as I looked into her eyes, it seems real and pure… “Are playing with our emotions, Clover?” I spoke and her gaze turned to me. But a sad smile appeared on her lips. “Please, Alayna. Yes, I am a bitch, a very bad bitch. But I badly want your forgiveness. There is nothing more painful in this world to be replaced by the man you loved for a long time.” Clover paused and glance a hurtful look at Lucas. “But, no one could overcome the happiness I felt when I saw how genuinely happy he is. I know that he found his person.” Clover was almost teary-eyed saying this to me.

The only thing on Summers Hartley’s mind was revenge. Being a half-breed, she was born extremely weak and completely incapable of protecting herself or anyone, and that cost her. Her family was slaughtered, and her pack was reduced to ashes. As the Alpha heir to Silverguard pack, she swore to destroy the monsters responsible: the Bloodmoon pack. When the perfect chance for revenge arrives, she hides behind a new identity as the dying Alpha’s personal healer and enters the Bloodmoon pack. Every day she heals the pack, she has promised to destroy. Sworn to pay back the same hand, her mission is simple: poison the Alpha who murdered her people and, together with her uncle, destroy eve

She would be judged before all the packs and executed as a traitor. She followed the path until she reached a small clearing with broken pillars. It was the place she always met the man in the black cloak. She never knew his name. She never saw his face clearly. She waited, her heart beating fast. A cold wind passed, and the man appeared behind her like a shadow stepping out of the dark. “You are late,” he said calmly. Clara turned quickly. “I am a wanted criminal now. They are searching everywhere for me.” The man tilted his head. “Of course they are. You poisoned their king.”