Mha Traitors Novels & Stories

At the mention of traitors in the Spane Pack, Fenris turned to face Malcolm. "How would you know we are looking for traitors?" Fenris asked with suspicion in his voice. Malcolm made sure he kept his voice calm and steady. "They approached us a little while ago. They told us that they were members of the Spane pack. They offered to get us information for payment." Malcolm said. Fenris sneered and chuckled. "Of course, the honorable man that you are, you did not take them up on that offer." Fenris stated sarcastically. Malcolm looked him in the eye without blinking. "I am an honorable man, but I am not stupid. I know that it would only be a matter of time before Paul attacked us. I would be a

They went completely batshit insane. [Peak hero behavior! That's why he's the GOAT!] [Excuse me, you dropped this crown, king. I'm your knight by day and your fae by night!] [Protect this beautiful man at all costs! (laughs maniacally and cutely) We will kill them all!] God, I cringed so hard I probably gained a few new wrinkles. I ignored his statement and let his fans bask in the high of their crusade for two more days before handing the evidence over to the police.

had been sniffing about in the area and wondered if they were just passing through. Gunner had recalled running into them a while back, he had not liked the look of the group who had apparently taken on another chapter during their expansion runs. The Howler M.C. and The Alpha Dog M.C. had been more or less even in terms of their true nature. Jake Gladstone was the club president and like Brick, he had wanted to break away from the more traditional wolfpack way of living. He gathered his own band of rabble-rousers and took off for longer sunsets and an endless trail much as Brick did but he was of a different sort given to high terrorism for sport despite those he had in his company not know

"Arrange an accident. Make it look like rogues attacked him in the neutral zone." The warrior's eyes widened. "You want me to kill the former Beta?" "I want you to protect this pack from a traitor who's spreading lies about his Luna," Selene corrected smoothly. "Marcus made his choice when he sided with Aria over his own Alpha. He's a threat to pack security, and threats must be eliminated." The warrior nodded slowly. "Yes, Luna." After she left, Selene returned to her planning, but her mind kept circling back to Marcus. He was a wild card, unpredictable and dangerous. If he reached Landon with concrete evidence of her involvement in the assassination attempt...

He began to resent the fact that I was the one being groomed to take over as alpha, while he was left to play second fiddle. When I finally ascended to the position of alpha, I made the mistake of appointing Marcus as my beta. I thought that it would be a way to show him that I still valued his friendship and support. But it turned out to be a grave mistake. It wasn’t long before I started to notice that Marcus was acting strangely. He would disappear for long periods of time, and when he was around, he seemed distant and preoccupied. And then, one day, I received word that he had betrayed me, that he had taken over as alpha and had driven me out of the pack.

Both he and my chief financial officer at Silverstreak Motors, Tala, had the good manners to pretend they hadn’t witnessed any of that conversation. Instead, Bane stepped around me as soon as we had descended the steps, striding out ahead of me. A black limo was already waiting on the tarmac. Before I could ask, the driver opened the door and out stepped Dave Claw and his mother, Kate. I stiffened, the hair on the back of my neck prickling as my wolf bristled. Now that we were off the plane, I quickly got the sense we were not alone, and it wasn’t just my dislike of Dave setting off the warning flag in my head. He had wolves watching us.

But the problem was the real identity of the leader. "Madam...Can I asked something? Is Treznor a werewolf of not?" Madam Hiwaga Mawari suddenly turned taciturn. She sat silently and let a moment passed before she replied. "Treznor is a very clever boy. He managed to convince us to teach him about magic. We helped him but he used it for a bad doing. We punished him and it created a conflict between us. He went to human world and he learned science and technology there. And when he came back, he destroy my tribe and told us that that werewolves ordered him. And we almost live a lie when we started to believe on what he said." Hiwaga replied. Her voice was low, showing a deepest sorrow. I felt

After a while, Merak could not resist saying, “I think there’s been a misunderstanding! How could Alkaid betray the master?” She wished it wasn’t true. Sean said coldly, “That’s the fact! Even if you can’t accept it, you’ve to face it. There’s a mole in our midst! You know what happens to traitors. You may leave if you don’t want to see.” Chester suggested, “How about going to Madam when they come back?” Merak trembled, and her spirit sank. She knew that traitor could not be forgiven… After all, the traitor tried to kill the master.

She gestured to her people. "Take them to the main facility. The Lost Ones, the FBI agents, everyone." She paused. "It's time to show my granddaughters exactly what the Foundation can do when we stop playing nice." She looked at Helen Chen specifically. "And you, Helen. I'm disappointed. Your sister trusted me with her secrets. I thought you'd be smarter than to fight us." She shook her head. "But you'll learn in the main facility. Everyone learns eventually." Helen tried to raise her weapon but Agent Morrison....the traitor....stopped her. He was the one who released Marcus in the first place.

I wasn't sure why she trusted him, evenafter what she said the last time we saw Logan. “The Higher Council. They're dead. They're all dead” Micah's words slam against consciousness again. He did it. Logan did it. There's no doubt about in my mind. Meaning he found they were the ones that leaked out positions. We were doomed from the very beginning by trusting them. The rustling eventually stops and the spiked winds tilt into a calmer, more gentle wave. The soft sill touch of a bedspread blushes over my skin, delicately pulling my senses until I could regain all of them.