Novel & Cerita My Loyalty Lies With You

I say calmly, “is correction.” He laughs once, sharp and humorless. “You always thought you were better than me.” “I think differently from you.” “You’ve wanted my life since we were kids.” I almost correct him. Not his life. Just one part of it. But truth has strategic value only when timed correctly. “You misunderstand motivation,” I say instead. “And you misunderstand loyalty.” The word hangs. Loyalty. Marcus has always defined loyalty as endurance. Staying even when neglected. Remaining even when dismissed. He expected Lydia to wait forever.

“And you think being Alpha means you can keep pushing us until we break? We’re all carrying weight here, Rhett. I make mistakes, but I’m still loyal.” Loyal. That word dug into me, sharp and irritating. If he was loyal, why did I feel like I was constantly questioning everyone around me? Why did I feel like I was standing in a house with walls full of cracks, everyone chipping away at it instead of helping me patch it? “Don’t lecture me about loyalty,” I hissed, stepping close again, my breath hot between us. “You prove loyalty by being present. By not disappearing when everything falls apart. If you can’t handle that, maybe you shouldn’t be my Beta.”

I say and he looks at me like; are you dumb? “You come to me. My loyalties lie with you. We are stuck together until the end of time.” He says and I look at him not convinced at all. “I wish I believed you.” I say half playing, half serious. I wonder where his loyalties lie with Kane. So far I’m sure he’s team K. and that is enough to tell me that I can’t fully put my faith n him when it comes to my love life. I love him but I can’t trust him with my heart.

“I told you. I don’t believe in love anymore. All I believe in is loyalty. Not from you, because that was something you don’t know. You are not loyal to anyone but yourself and your own interests.” Josh smirked. I bit my lip and dug my nails into the skin of my palms. My fingertips created crescent marks on them. “Oh, I forgot. You were loyal to Daisy Cobbs, too.” He did not deign to answer. His silence decided this argument. I won. A half-smile curved my lips. By now, I thought he had realized that there was no way he could win an argument with me. “We are done here,” I told him, stepping forward so I could press my palms to his chest to push him out of the room.

When he spoke, his voice was firm, steady, but carrying a weight that I could feel in my bones. “My loyalty belongs to you, Khaun.”

I will wear my loyalty like a badge I was proud of. But will William do the same?.. Question of the fucking century. What a lovely, lovely homecoming.

“Still, I hope in time you’ll see there’s no need for pretense here. Loyalty is a fragile thing, Raven. It’s earned. And once it is, it’s unbreakable.” My smile tightened. I raised my glass, clinking it softly against his. “Then here’s to loyalty,” I said, pretending my hand didn’t shake. Inside, though, I was already calculating.

"You can't just—" ​"I can," I said, my voice turning to ice. "Because I am the one holding the debt that keeps this building standing. I am the one who stayed in the mud of the mountains while you were sipping scotch in Mayfair. I don't care about 'irregular.' I care about loyalty. And right now, the price of your loyalty just went up." ​I stood up, the chair scraping against the floor—a harsh, jagged sound in the silence.

It literally rubs off a person like a fragrance then stays with you for ever. Ryder was really that charming. One of his many attributes that made me fall for him without even realizing it. "You know, even though he is fighting for his life right now, I know he will come out strong because my boy is not a quitter. He will pull back to life again. I know he will" "Yes he will" The word had rolled out of my tongue without a second thought. He has to.

I can't believed that I believed her more than how I trusted my wife. I slumped on the forest floor and covered my face in shame. It was five years. I've been with her and trusting her for five years thinking that I owe her for being kind to me. Bella might not want to make her pay for what she did, but I do. Every torment she had caused her and for every lies that she told me, I would pay her back in spades. Right now, I'm going to focus on being with my wife and telling her my own side of story, not to earn her pity or forgiveness, but to lay out all the truth in front of us and move forward with that.