Dirty Little Traitor Novels & Stories

“Wasn’t having a child with this traitor enough? You’re no alpha. You’re a disgrace to our pack!” “Watch your mouth, or I’ll make sure it’s the last time you ever speak.” I rise from my chair and meet my nephew’s gaze head-on. “You’re so desperate to get justice for your parents, yet you had the nerve to lie against an innocent person.” His brows shoot up curiously. “I lied? All the evidence pointed to her. Does it matter if I lied? She’s still a traitor.” Slowly, I turn to meet Simion’s gaze. “There’s one traitor in this room today, and that traitor is not Amelia.”

“They sent you?” “No one sent us.” He smiled through bloody teeth. “We volunteered. To eliminate the threat.” “And your inside contact?” Silence. I released power. Just enough. The air pressure dropped. He gasped, struggling to breathe. “Name,” I said quietly. “Derek’s… cousin…” he choked out. “Wanted… revenge…” Derek. The traitor we’d exiled. Family loyalty runs toxic. I pulled the power back. The attacker collapsed, gasping.

I whispered, clenching the small bottle hard. “ How about you tell me that Valerie was the one who told you about Rush and her? There was no way the rogue would have this knowledge if…Valerie was not the one who told him. And if she told him, and he told you— ” “ She is a traitor. ” I cut in. “ is that what you want me to say? ” “ You still feel a duty towards her? ” He shook his head in disappointment. “ she is not your friend if she is a traitor, Scarlett. ”

Darius stated. "There is no point exchanging words with them, I want the head of this traitor," Lucius yelled. "Be calm, do you know one thing," Darius said facing Stone, "This guy right here has been collecting money from me..." "No, no, that is not true," Malcolm said lifting his hand up, when Stone gave him a weird. So he was right from the beginning about him being the traitor among, Stone thought as he gave him a fierce look. "But I am not surprised, I will be killing you before anyone else..."

His presence is overwhelming, filling the room like an unbearable weight. I meet his gaze without flinching. "Is there a problem?" My voice is steady, controlled. Truth wastes no time. "Yes," he says, his voice cold and certain. "Your man, Scott, is working for Dog's Of Hell. He is a traitor." I do not react. I do not blink. I have learned never to show emotions in moments like this. But inside, I am burning with fury. Scott. My most trusted man. The one I have counted on for years. A traitor.

“Clean Daddy’s best friend’s cock like a good little slut. Taste how much you came for him.” She forced one final, almost painful orgasm out while deep-throating the dildo, thighs clamped, body seizing, a broken whimper vibrating around the toy as more fluid leaked out of her onto the already ruined sheets. Only then did she stop. Milie let the dildo fall from her mouth with a filthy wet sound. She pulled the vibrator out of her ass and dropped it. Then she lay there in front of the mirror, completely destroyed — tits covered in red handprints and spit, nipples swollen and dark, cunt and ass open and shiny, sheets soaked in a wide dark patch of cream and squirt, face wet with tears and drool

He brought out his cock and cummed on my ass. I left him and went to my quarters, I was so tired, couldn’t walk properly. He had fucked me so hard, I needed lots of rest. I worked and went to college, I balanced my life at the mansion and my life at school. The young masters never looked my way anymore, I felt used by both of them. I feel embarrassed whenever I had to appear when they were together. Young master Jack once tried to make me crumble, saying something awful in my presence, but Nate cut him out of it.

He said it like he owned the word. Liam shifted back, bones popping, skin reknitting, fur sinking seamless into bare flesh. He rose without flinching, completely naked and completely unbothered by that fact, because he had more important things to do than modesty. His eyes were pale, cold, dangerous. “Ironclaw,” he said calmly. Then, even flatter: “Traitor.” One of Gunner’s men snarled. Gunner lifted a hand and the man shut up.

“The Luna. The Alpha. The cursed wolf. And the traitor. All in one spot. Super convenient.” “Who you calling traitor?” Lila pulled both knives out so fast. “Because if that’s aimed at me, we got beef.” “It is aimed at you. You turned on Black Moon. Refused to hand over the relic. That kind of disloyalty has a price.” Tall guy waved at his crew. “Kill them. Keep the Luna alive. She’s coming with us.” “You wish!” I flung a handful of royal blood straight at his face. He sidestepped it easily like he had been waiting for me to strike.

Fate playing its sickest joke. Damiano Rossi. The bastard who had hidden so well for years. The traitor who had betrayed me. The man who had torn my family apart and ran like the coward he was. My shoulders shook with more laughter, but there was nothing humorous about the sound. It was cold, bitter, and full of dark promise. And now his only daughter had thrown herself right into my lap. His precious girl had offered herself completely…jumping off a balcony, sucking my gun, begging to please me.