Mha Traitors Novels & Stories

“You seriously think you can just vote me out of my rightful position? That’s hilarious and pathetic, Marcus. You’re acting like your statement is a real threat to me. Go on now, tell me—why do you honestly think you can successfully remove me from my power?” A woman, Lila, stepped forward, her voice firm with resolve but trembling slightly with fear. “It’s not only about you anymore, Alpha,” she said, her eyes narrowing slightly. “It’s clearly about your mate. First, we thought we could handle accepting a human Luna. But now we know the truth? He’s not even fully human. He’s a Vengas. You know exactly what they are—dangerous, power-stealing threats to our entire kind. We absolutely can’t ac

I prompted when she hesitated. "But I didn't lie about wanting to stop what's happening," she continued, her voice stronger now. "The Shadow Wolves were corrupted generations ago, our purpose twisted until we barely remember what we once were. Seeing you—the last Emberfang, awakened and fighting against the darkness—it reminded me of what we lost." Lena made a disgusted sound. "Spare us your crisis of conscience, traitor." Mira's eyes flashed with sudden anger. "The true traitors are those who would unleash entities that will consume everything, including those who foolishly believe they'll be spared."

“Alright girls, lesson one. He is a motherfucking liar.” We all stared in shock. “Mom?” Moana’s mouth hung open. I’m guessing she’d never heard anything like that out of her mother either. “Yes. We don’t have much time. He gave us the advantage to speak freely, but he could command any of us to talk once out. And yes, he had the car bugged. When his men go to check it, they will find that it hasn’t worked properly all day. I’m so sorry, Aurora. We all found out this morning after you girls left.”

Gloria gave her a look. Gwen stood up straight, ready to prove her point. “Yes, it is. Ace is Paria-Drae, the one who started the problem and then wanted to get violent and I’m Estril. Innocent and just trying to defend herself from the harsh barbaric behavior of a neighbor I quite can’t get rid of.” Gloria did not say anything and Gwen smiled, feeling victorious. Maybe instead of a soldier, she should have entered into the world of politics. It would be fun to try and argue with the ignorant and just plain stupid people who are in charge of the country.

Lucian swung his longsword, guarding them. However, there were just far too many vampires. With the core of the barrier collapsing, the pack's power had been severely reduced. I saw Cyrus moving with the crowd, pretending to cast defensive spells while quietly bending the path of incoming attacks. He wanted to use this chaos to wipe out the current Alpha and his bloodline for good. "That traitor got out!" Someone spotted me and shouted. Marcus turned his head, and his golden pupils burned with wild hatred. "Anna! How dare you show yourself!"

"The Family always protects its own. But Vincent, if someone betrays the Family, the consequences are severe. You understand that, right?" "I understand. I would never betray the Marconi family. And I would never betray you." He looked me right in the eye, as if he truly believed every word. That's the most dangerous thing about liars. Eventually, they even manage to lie to themselves. "Good," I said, raising my wine glass. "To our future." "To our future." The clink of our glasses sounded like a promise. The promise of the perfect revenge.

“We now know that the traitor has been feeding our enemies critical information. This act of treachery not only endangered our defenses but also threatened to shatter the unity we’ve so desperately rebuilt. Today, we must confront this betrayal head-on.” Around the table, members of the inner circle—Hart’s trusted lieutenants, Kira, and even Elder Darius from the rogue camp—nodded solemnly. Their faces, etched with exhaustion and lingering distrust, reflected the shared pain of the revelation. For many, this was a wound that ran deep—a reminder that even in a pack united by hope, darkness could seep in from within.

Their voices echoed across the entire courtyard as the ground almost seemed to tremble beneath the warriors’ voices. “Monica Hale, daughter of the traitor Hale, survived the execution she was given six years ago and now she has returned seeking revenge. Should we allow her to carry out her plans?” Maverick questioned loudly. “No!” “Never!” “That will never happen!” “Never!” Beta Logan roared louder than the others. The warriors roared their replies in unison and slowly, the lips of Maverick curved into a thin dangerous smile. For the first time since Aurora’s disappearance, Maverick finally looked ready to kill.

“Not necessarily. In a mob, there are too many people involved. Let’s take the case of Douglas. If we kill him, his men will take over. We will have to start from the bottom again - track them down, find out their missions, spy on them and then take the necessary action. By this time, we’d have caused more damage already. Which is why we wait until we get access to their roots. “In Douglas’ case, it took me two years to earn his trust. He trusts me blindly now - almost. This way, I can find his roots, his main target, his processes and his men involved. Once I find that one thing that will shatter his power, that will be it. Ultimately, that’s what we aim for.” I arched my brows in question,

Her mind wavered between rationality and surrender. Between instinct and pride. That's when she felt him approaching. Everyone around her stopped for a moment. The air changed. The fear shifted focus. Alpha Marcos. He appeared like a specter from the past, crossing the field as if he owned it. His chest was puffed out, his eyes injected with ambition. Mia froze. It was him. The traitor. The man who should have been her protector. The one who had once promised loyalty to Nolan's family. The one who had become a dishonest man, now the leader of assassins hungry for power.