Divided Loyalties Book Novels & Stories

“With what army? Half the crew’s dead. The other half scattered. We don’t even know who’s still loyal. Umbra’s got lieutenants lined up to sniff out weakness. By sunrise, every informant in this city will know Serena slipped his grip. He’ll put a price on her head, and every bastard with a trigger finger will want a piece.” The room tilted, nausea tightening my throat. Not just Umbra. Everyone. Luca’s hand tightened on mine. “Let them try,” he said, voice like gravel. “They’ll find out what loyalty means.” Nico gave a short, humorless laugh. “Loyalty doesn’t mean shit when there’s money on the table. You know that.” The silence that followed was suffocating. Because Nico wasn’t wrong. In thi

I was giving him a chance to say no, because he knew that disobedience only meant rebellion, and if I saw rebellion, he knew what was going to happen. He obeyed and sat down, taking a deep breath for a moment before looking me dead in the eye. “Do you know what the difference is between loyalty and strategy?” I asked, letting my fingers drift across the pawns in front of me. “Do you know the difference between a man who is willing to be loyal and a man who is simply playing by strategy to make those around him believe that he was on their side?” He didn’t answer.

But the way she tapped her pen harder than necessary against the page told me otherwise. Good. If I could get under her skin this easily, then maybe this plan wasn’t as doomed as my conscience kept insisting it was. Halfway through the lecture, the professor posed a question about loyalty and betrayal in ancient wolf pacts. Before anyone else could move, Teya raised her hand. “Loyalty isn’t just about obedience,” she said firmly. “It’s about choice. The most meaningful loyalty comes when you can leave, but you decide to stay. When you’re not chained, but you’re still bound.”

“Alpha Lloyd, would you say that you've been exercising your duties appropriately?” “I believe the people know so,” I said. “But would you claim the same?” He pressed. “It is not in my place to claim such,” I stated. “My job is to ensure that the people have their needs met, have their identity hidden from the oblivious humans, and ensure that they are safe.” Gaius scoffed, his eyes going to his parchment. “Wouldn't you say your loyalty is divided?” He asked. “I don't think my loyalty is divided,” I said, tone flat.

"Saw a pregnant woman today. She's someone's mistress. Crazy, right? Makes me wonder—why do people cheat? Is trash from outside really that tempting?" Scott's eyes flashed with panic, but he covered it fast, tugging her into his arms. "Babe, you're too sensitive. You always take on other people's problems. But... look, people are people. They have impulses. Sometimes they just want something different. It's human nature." Vanessa met his gaze, her emotions tangled. At noon, she'd been wrecked—seven years of loyalty, down the drain. Anyone would've crumbled. But after hours of letting the betrayal simmer, something inside her shifted.

He paused, “If you'd used the money for something meaningful, I might've spared you.” Liar. I scoffed inwardly. The second man spoke, his voice broken with sobs. “My daughter... She needed surgery. I didn't want to lose her. I had no other choice!” For a moment, he appeared to consider his words, nodding slowly. But when his gaze shifted to the first man, his expression hardened. “And you?” “I-I…” The man stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence. “You know what I hate most?” He said, cutting him off, in a low and deep voice. “I hate liars.”

"Like everyone else." Sophia’s smile widened, but it didn’t reach her eyes. "Keep telling yourself that, dear. Just remember, in this pack, loyalty is everything. And divided loyalties? Well, they have a way of ending badly." With that, she turned and sauntered out of the kitchen, leaving me with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I returned to my tasks, but her words echoed in my mind. Sophia was playing her own game, and I was a piece on her board. If I wasn’t careful, I’d be caught in her trap before I even saw it coming.

"But if I win, you three will have to grovel at my feet and do as I ask, deal?" Isabel opened her mouth to refute but Laureen was quicker, "deal." Coco drew up a contract and had them sign it. Cara picked a pen about to sign when a strong hand grabbed her arm and pulled her away. "Let me go Mr Zoric!" She tried to yank him off and he pinned her to the wall. "Do you know what you are getting into?" His breath fanning her face. Cara turned away refusing to speak. "You should quit the game." "No way! Whether I choose to quit or not should not be your concern, I suggest you turn a blind eye whenever you see me," she vehemently opposed. Damien felt like he was going crazy, this woman simply won'

Rage was all he felt. He calmed himself down. Then Marco spoke. "You know we already have his sister. We can use it as an advantage. "Marco informed him. He is right. He is one of his most trusted men and is like a brother to him. They've been together since their teenage days. He can blindly trust him. And in the cases of the Mafia, he has the sharpest mind, he is good at handling all kinds of situations with his calm demeanor. He gave him a knowing smile. Showing that he got the point he was implying. With that, he left the office.

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I had a feeling I’d been drawn into the middle of an ongoing disagreement between the alpha and his vampire beta. “I ordered you and Loren to leave some of your women there so she wouldn’t be alone and you refused. How is that my fault?” Lucas countered; his hands had balled into fists as he spoke. “So not only will you weaken yourself, but you’ll weaken half of the pact because you’re too stubborn to keep Emilia by your side.” Lucas matched Eskal’s scowl as they glared at each other. The air became heavy with tension as some unspoken battle erupted between the vampire and the vaewolf.