Novel & Cerita Oblivion A Matter Of Honor

“Proof Roman orchestrated the fall of my father’s empire. That he manipulated yours into betraying him. That he tied up the loose ends and called it justice.” “You have that on record?” “We do,” Alana says. “And you can have a copy.” He narrows his eyes. “Why would you give it to me?” “Because we’re building something,” I say. “A new loyalty. Not to a name. Not to a flag. But to truth. To people who survived the worst and still chose not to become monsters.” He scoffs. “You are monsters.” “Maybe,” I say. “But we’re monsters with a plan.”

“Don’t bother. I already took care of it. He won’t be able to save this time.” At my signal, the trees rustled behind her. Three cloaked figures stepped out—silent, swift, and already forming a perimeter. Mercenaries. Rogues loyal to me bought with coin and blood. Olivia turned, baring her teeth now. Her wolf surged forward, but even she knew the odds weren’t in her favour. Four against one, and she hadn’t even shifted yet. Still, she faced me like a queen preparing for war. “You can’t run forever, Evelyn,” she hissed.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust. “Are you sure you are staying here to get revenge against Ethan? The way everything is going in the pack, it would be simple to destroy it.” Uncertainty glistened in Daxton’s eyes and his voice softened as if he was worried about something. “It is no longer about getting revenge. I mean it is, but now it's about honor. With my identity, I can’t just walk away from this mess. I also realize I can’t blame the pack members. With how the pack has been managed, it makes sense that the members are a bunch of idiots.”

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

“And perhaps… to seek counsel with an old acquaintance —Vladislav Moroz.” A murmur went through the crowd at the mention of the name. Cameras clicked from every angle. “But what none of us expected,” he went on, “was the ambush that awaited. Armed men, my own soldiers —men I trusted—had been bought off. They turned their guns on me.” A collective gasp echoed around the ballroom. “I was alone,” he said softly, “vulnerable, and sure I was going to die that night. Someone had orchestrated it all so perfectly. Kill me and then pin the blame on an innocent man, and despite everything, that same man stood up to fight for me, ”

My jaw dropped and my eyes went wide, I came back to the reality, where I was fooling myself. "Olivia Avery De Honor." She's the woman who can take everything just to save her Mother, but how long she will last just by saving her Mother? That's where, "River Ax Hanahaki" came. He is the most ruthless person you've ever met. He only wants pleasure that woman gave to him. River will make her life living hell as the pleasure comes but, What If he unfolded the secret of Olivia? Would everything change? 2. The Sinful Desires.

Ean turned to look at her, then roared, "She's not dead! How could she be dead? It's impossible!" The doctor he brought stepped forward, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry, but she's gone. There are no vital signs." At that moment, the gatekeeper hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Smith, the surveillance footage was destroyed, but our people have been guarding the main entrance the whole time!" Ean was dumbfounded. If that was the case, it meant that I had entered an operational freezer that day! He roared at everyone around him, "You call this watching over her?"

Marcus, “And Roe?” I paused. Me, “He’s not Thorne’s security anymore. He’s their contingency plan. If Damon falls, Roe burns the proof.” Marcus, “Then we need a new one.” By midnight, the city skyline burned in cold light. I opened my backup laptop, loaded a new file, an untouched mirror of the archive. Hidden in a digital vault under a name Damon would never search: VALE/OBLIVION And next to it, a handwritten message I’d found in my father’s old chessboard, hidden under the Queen’s square. “Control is temporary. Truth is patient.”

What about Olivia? ***

"I don't want to. But I won't let you order her death. Not after everything. The midnight run showed us real files about her dad fighting the experiments. She's on our side. Lila played all of us. Punish the thief, not the daughter she abandoned." Jax nodded hard. "Damien's right. For the first time you're seeing him push back because this matters. Avery jumped in the ring when I dropped. She didn't have to. The transfusion? She hooked herself up when I crashed again. Life for life. You kill her, you kill that bond. You kill part of me." Victor paced two steps. "The packs demand honor. Ten million gone. Vault breached twice. Her mother left her as payment. We take the payment in blood."