Mha Traitors Novels & Stories

And I made sure they saw what I wanted them to. Last week, I had exposed a traitor among us. His name had been Marek—a whisper-runner who’d been feeding information to mercenaries. Of course, he hadn’t really been a traitor. Not until I made him one. I had whispered lies into the right ears, planted forged notes, even had Rithya, my spy, drop a stolen map in his tent. When the time was right, I “discovered” it. Brought it before the council. Stood by as they ripped his tongue from his mouth and burned him alive.

Mom's voice was sharp, demanding. "Because the Council needed a scapegoat." The third inspector—I hadn't gotten his name yet—stepped forward. He was the youngest of the three, barely out of his teens, with the intense eyes of a true believer. "When the Maw opened, it wasn't an accident. It was deliberate. Someone on the inside sabotaged the containment protocols. The Council blamed Thomas Sterling because he was the most visible target. But the real traitor..." He paused, looking around the room with those clouded eyes.

"I'm always on the side of truth. What happened at the hideout? Why did Lycan almost die? Who were those men?" Mira leaned against the hood of an old car. "That's what I wanted to talk about. They weren’t just thugs. Someone orchestrated the whole thing. Someone inside our circle." A traitor. My chest grew tight. I thought back to the night we lost control, the attacks, the betrayal. And suddenly, everything started to connect. "Do you have a name?" She hesitated, then nodded. "Rosa" The name hit me like ice water. No. It couldn’t be.

she asked, her voice steady despite the unease bubbling within her. Conan hesitated, running a hand through his hair. “It’s...complicated. There’s a traitor in our midst. More than one, actually.” Lucy’s heart raced. “Who?” “Mira. Geoffrey. Laura. I found proof linking them to rogue activity,” he admitted reluctantly. “They’ve been feeding information to our enemies, undermining everything we’ve worked for.” The weight of his words hit her like a punch to the gut. Mira, her former friend. Geoffrey, a trusted ally. Laura, a figure of authority. “Are you sure?” she asked, needing confirmation.

I recognized him instantly as one of my tormentors from my past life. He lunged at the bed, then cursed. "What the hell? Only one person?" His flashlight switched on, catching Russell, naked and sprawled. The sight caught him off guard. Russell stirred as the pills wore off, opening his eyes to see a big man looming over him. He tried to scream, but the latter quickly stuffed a sock in his mouth. "Quiet!" Joakim hissed. Michael Harris, the second thug, poked his head in. "What's up?"

I said, but not before pressing a kiss to her forehead. The others were gathered near the bikes when a sharp burst of static cut through the silence. Someone had left a club frequency scanner running. Victor’s voice boomed out, charismatic and ruthless as ever, the broadcast wide across every channel the Serpents and fringes monitored. “Brothers and sisters of the Iron Serpents,” Vex snarled, his tone dripping with false sorrow. “My own blood has betrayed us. Raine ‘Blackjack’ Mercer and her lapdog, that ex-military scum Cole Maddox, are traitors. They murdered Lieutenant Marcus in cold blood to cover their tracks. Anyone with information on their whereabouts gets ten grand and my personal f

He continued, his voice loud and sharp. “Tonight, we are gathered to honor the braves. But we must also confront a bitter truth to save our future generations.” The whispers rippled through the pack as Carson rushed to set the projector to play the video evidence. Alpha raised his head, speaking firmly. “There are traitors among us. The people who stayed with us, bowed before the moon, pledged their loyalty to the Anderson Alpha family, yet sold the future to rogues. And the rogues didn’t just attack our pack, my dear fellows!”

A carousel of crime. "Boss, you sent for us." Lion acknowledged. Mr. Hodge nodded, and as Randolph was about to walk away, he stopped him. "You should stay too, Randolph. I've got something for you guys to do. Something important." Lion sighed mentally. Typical. "We've got a traitor in our midst." Mr. Hodge dropped, and immediately Owen's heart skipped. "A traitor?" Lion asked in disbelief. Mr. Hodge nodded. "Yes. I discovered it."

She knew it intimately. The truth crashed down upon her with the force of a tidal wave. Rhys, her most trusted lieutenant, the warrior who had fought alongside her for years, had betrayed her. He was the traitor. The Shadow Stalkers hadn’t retreated; they had been led to victory by someone within their ranks. Someone they trusted. Someone they loved.

And he’s already made up his mind. Malachai laughs. The sound is bitter and hollow — like something broken and sharp being dragged across stone. It slices through the clearing, leaving only silence and dread in its wake. “Not part of this?” he scoffs, pulling Sarah in tighter. She gasps, and his blade presses closer to her throat. “She has everything to do with this. She’s a traitor, Hope. A sympathizer. She begged me to show the wolves mercy — mercy.” He spits the word like poison. “She looked me in the eye and asked me to spare the creatures who ruined everything. And that’s when I knew… she was already lost.”