Swear Fealty Novels & Stories

A day I've never celebrated in my life. So, how was work? Fey asks me and I didn't realize that she was talking to me. "Work was fine." I had a conversation with Irish. I say and her eye brightens. ““He is loyal to me and to the pack, Irish will fight against anyone who will pose a threat and that includes his wife, he will not stand for it.” Fey say and she looks at me in disbelief. "Irish is willing to go against his wife, Sarah?" Fey asks.

Gary smiled in a ghastly manner and said, “Captain, everyone knows that Admiralporium is divided into two factions. There’s no need for you to try to hide it anymore now that I’m here, right?” Felicity’s expression was unpleasant, and she said in a deep voice, “Nonsense! Everyone pledges loyalty to the chief and the Nation of Dragons! That is the root of our organization!” Gary’s expression turned gloomy, and he said in disappointment, “It seems that you have no intention of pledging your loyalty to my father, Captain. If that’s the case, please offer your position to someone else, Captain Lawrence!” Felicity’s pupils constricted abruptly. She said in a surprised yet infuriated tone, “Gary,

He gave my hand another squeeze, I’d gotten all the words right so far. She nodded, smiling at the two of us, “As a member of this pack, do you swear to always place the pack’s needs above your own? Will you defend it with your life if it becomes necessary to do so?” “My life will belong to the pack,” I recited the words, even as the laugh in my mind grew louder. “Do you swear fealty to our Alpha? To obey his command, and follow where he leads?” “No,” his voice mixed with the ‘No,’ that answered in my mind at the same time, interrupting Sophie.

he said, holding it out to Alpha Duncan. “Now, I want you to swear loyalty to me. I want you to swear that you will never oppose me, that you will do my bidding from now on.” “Don’t do it Alpha Duncan! Don’t let him win.” Alpha Duncan hesitated for a moment , then slowly raised his hand and placed it over his heart. “I, Alpha Duncan, swear loyalty to you, Drey. I swear to do your bidding, and to never oppose you.” Drey’s eyes was filled with satisfaction.

It was almost the size of a toddler. “Swear upon your life that you will be loyal to the needs, desires, and cause of the Ulric, Duncan Stanford. The king who shares his soul and body with the wolf Conric. If you betray him intentionally, your life shall be given to the goddess and you will be eternally fed upon by her ravens for your betrayal.” “I swear this to the goddess, my Ulric, and you; I am his wolf.” Bethany breathed. “The honesty in your word will spare your life. If you are playing false with this oath, my claw will end your deceit.” Madison swore as she squeezed with her thumb, pressing her claws into the soft flesh of Bethany’s throat.

He held his hand out, not toward us, but upward, like an offering to something the rest of us couldn't see. "From this day on," he said, his voice steady despite the blood running down his wrist, "I swear my loyalty to Lyra Selene Valion, last daughter of the White Wolves. I will serve under her leadership for the rest of my life, and I will spend every day trying to pay back the debt I owe her family for what I helped do to them." He pressed his bleeding palm flat against the stone floor. I watched, completely frozen, as the blood sank right into the rock instead of pooling on top, disappearing as if the floor itself had accepted the oath. "This is my vow. Sealed in blood, before witnesses,

“If you wish to serve me—prove it. Prove it now.” Her wolf surged, lust and rage tangled with blood. She spread her thighs, body glistening with sweat and gore, eyes burning gold. “Swear yourselves on me. Not with words. With mouths, with teeth, with your fucking devotion.” The Betas froze, breath caught. Wasn't she hurt? They both thought in unison. Would she be able to withstand this after the fierce battle and her injuries? Wasn't she exhausted and in pain? But if she could, so could they. It was their duty after all, to serve their Alpha. Instinct took over, immediately. That basic instinct that never disappoints.

Chapter 43 — Reunion Rhea's POV The ceremony is beautiful. Simple. Elegant. Perfect. Colt and Finn stand before the King. Hands over their hearts. Voices steady as they recite the ancient oaths. "I pledge my life to the crown. My strength to the kingdom. My loyalty to the bloodline. From this day until my last." The King places medallions around their necks. Beta and Gamma. Official. Permanent. Then it's my turn. I step forward. Heart pounding.

“If you stay, you swear your fire to mine. Not half, not when convenient, not until fear takes you. You swear, and it binds you.” Jareth’s breath caught. His eyes locked on hers, wide as though he saw more than words in her gaze—something that might burn him clean or consume him whole. He lowered his head fully to the floor. “I swear,” he whispered. “By my blood, by the steel I once carried in his name, I swear it to you.” The silence that followed felt like a seal pressed into wax. Lucian exhaled, lowering his sword at last. “If he breaks it, he’ll answer to me.”

“It seems that you really hate me!” Winry exclaimed, “Everything I said is the truth. I, Winry Swartz, can swear in Heaven’s name. If I ever lie, then my appearance will be ruined!” For a lady to actually put her appearance on the line to swear a fierce oath, it was unlikely to be fake. And so, the emotions of the crowd became more turbulent. Countless people shouted and wanted to bring down the murderers. As Divine Constabulary’s president, one should set an example. Such a great authority had been given to him wasn’t meant to be used to shield culprits, but to punish the bad and exterminate the evil.