Novel & Cerita My Loyalty Lies With You

"Gosh, what do you do? Where had he been? Hasn't he been relaxed all this time, is it because no one is as good as you? But it would be bad if he did come and want to destroy everything you have built with Roby. " "Yes, he said like that, he wants to marry me, wants responsibility, but I'm not sure about his words and loyalty later." Faithful, 1 word that may be difficult to live with, but that's what I hope later if I have married enough 1 in loyalty. Me and you are whole to love, regardless of the past, be it me or you.

“That’s why I chose you. Because you can sell a dream better than anyone. But tell me — when does that dream become a lie?” The silence after was almost painful. Leo kept his jaw tight. He wanted to speak, but Maya’s hand brushed his, stopping him. “Julian,” she said softly, “we’re loyal. You know that.” He smiled faintly. It didn’t reach his eyes. “Loyalty’s a funny thing. People confuse it with fear. I don’t want fear. I want belief.” He moved past them, brushing by as though the conversation had never happened. “Dinner tonight. Bring your best smiles.”

There was an understanding now—our old friendship had been scorched by betrayal, but in the ashes, something else had grown. Allegiance. Loyalty is born not from trust, but from survival. “You think Mack’s okay?” Liz asked. “No,” I said. “But he’s trying.” She nodded. “We all are.” I set the mug down and turned to her. “If anything happens to me—” “No.” Her voice was sharp. “Don’t do that.” “Liz—” “No!” she snapped. “Don’t you dare start talking like you’re expendable.” I smiled sadly. “I’m not. But I’m the key Liam wants. That makes me the board.”

Chapter 18 The word *loyalty* clung to me like fog. I carried it with me all through the next day, even when the sun was shining and life was supposed to be normal. It echoed during classes I barely listened to, during conversations I pretended to have, during the drive home where I stared out the window and let Ian’s quiet presence fill the silence. *Loyalty to yourself.* His stepbrother’s words haunted me, scratching against my ribs like thorns. But wasn’t that a contradiction? Because being with Ian, choosing this storm, wasn’t about loyalty to myself—it was about choosing *us*. Choosing him.

That would be throwing him to the wolves. I smirk at my own pun. “You’re looking for weakness,” I say. “You won’t find it in him. Or in me.” A slow exhale. “That’s your problem, Liam. Loyalty. It’s sweet, in a retrograde way.” “That why we broke up, then? Too much retro on my side and not enough loyalty on yours?”

“No. But I don’t enjoy knowing people resent you for it.” “They already did,” I reply. “This just gave it shape.” Her lips press together. “You’re changing.” “So are you.” She meets my eyes. Holds them. “Is that supposed to worry me?” “No,” I say quietly. “It’s supposed to keep you here.” She studies my face, like she’s searching for the catch. “I’m not loyal because you protect me,” she says carefully. “I’m loyal when I’m trusted.” “I know,” I reply.

“Your pack doesn’t seem to be good about loyalty.” “He will,” I respond. “Just trust me.”

"We are going to find him Saraid and we will take him back alive. I promise you." I looked at his innocent cherub face. I had come to love him so much. I now had two brothers between Chase and Jax and I would lay down my life for either of them just as I would for Liam. "Let's make no promises okay? Truthfully, none of us know what to expect when we get there." "I promised and I intend to keep that promise." The loyalty that I have received from everyone on this plane, from most who have only just met me is rare to find. You can know someone your whole life and not have this kind of loyalty. I was blessed. That I couldn't deny.

There was no need to take it that fact. “Losing a few points won’t affect me, don’t worry about me.” I assured her. “Good! If you want, I can also give that nasty man a piece of my mind. I take back what I said! I am no longer on his team.” I laughed because she sounded genuinely funny even though she was trying to console me. “Where’s your loyalty?” I joked. “My loyalty lies first with you, my love. Everyone else comes after.” “That’s very reassuring.”