Swear Fealty Novels & Stories

"I swear fealty. To you. The true Alpha." Jack stared down at him for a long moment, then slowly removed his knee. He turned to face the rest of the pack, who were still frozen, their expressions a mixture of terror and awe. "Your leader has sworn fealty," Jack announced, his voice ringing with authority. "His oath binds you all. From this day forward, the Crimson Fangs no longer exist. You are now soldiers of my pack. You will answer to me, and only to me." There was no dissent. There was only the sound of a hundred men and women scrambling to bow their heads in submission.

"Be more loyal to me, and I'll tell you." Griffin laughed and raised his free hand to swear an oath. "I swear, from now on, I'll be absolutely loyal to you, Captain Gorgeous. I'll never betray you, never run, and I'll follow you through life and death. If I break this vow, may I die without a grave, die in pieces, leave no remains, be reduced to ashes, fall into the depths of hell, be devoured by a million evil spirits, and never find peace."

attempted to sell out information to the adversaries and give critical information to a rival group in the virtual underworld. In my world, being loyal was an unbreakable oath not a suggestion. Additionally once sworn oaths were upheld with unwavering absolute finality. I looked down at the scene. It was a predictable choreography of consequence down to the mans choked gasps the sickening thud of impact and my mens raw guttural grunts as their fists made contact with flesh. I looked on passively my thoughts disengaged evaluating the effectiveness of their strikes. This was a matter of principle rather than personal preference. a corrupt variable that needs to be cleaned. The man writhed on t

He would tell her after they were wed by a priest. “A hand fast then? We can pledge to each other tonight and again for the priest tomorrow.” He slid his fingers out of her, clasped her hands in his, and looked into her eyes. “I swear to you my devotion, my loyalty, and my protection. I will give you the choices that I can and be faithful to you for now and for always.” “What do I swear to you?” “Whatever you wish.” “I swear to you my devotion, my loyalty, my trust and...and my heart.” She said softly, knowing it was true. "I will be faithful to you for now and for always. But Fann, I am not ready to be a mother.”

he agreed. We shared another smile before he glanced toward his sister, then cleared his throat and returned a solemn gaze to me. “Well. I was in the field, training. I should probably return.” His gaze went to Anniston one last time. “But before I go, would you grant me permission to swear fealty to your daughter?” “Fealty?” “Another custom,” he explained on a rueful shrug. “No sacrifices or bloodletting involved, I promise.” His eyes were just too damn blue. I couldn’t say no. Bobbing my head stupidly as if under his trance, I murmured, “Okay.”

She said trying to pat him on the shoulder but he swiftly removed her hands. "Shift." He said before Feranmi ran towards James. "He's around now, you don't want me innit?" Ire said and Feranmi shrugged as James carried him to his lap. "They leave you in the UK for three months and you are already trying to form an accent." James said jokingly. "Imma tell my mandem to come spin you." Ire said pointing at her husband and James bursted out laughing. Ire hit him laughing at herself. "Your mommy is aggressive." James told Feranmi who nodded as if he was agreeing with him.

He let go of my face and turned the back of his hand over to me, revealing a large, heavy ring of a snarling wolf head with gold eyes. “Swear fealty to me.” He said in that low dangerous tone. Observing my Alpha father in his own court, I knew the words I needed to say, but fear made both my brain and my lips stutter. “I Feyre Manning accept His Highness Xaden Whitewood as my Alpha and claim succor under his protection and provision. In return, I offer my loyalty and servitude in failure of which I will submit to any punishment of his choosing. I swear it by my blood and the moon.”

With care, Tritan licked and gently sucked the wound, his actions speaking volumes of his commitment. Simultaneously, with his free hand, Tritan began to sign the bonding oath, a solemn declaration that had nothing to do with romantic feelings, but one of steadfast commitment, protection, and partnership. It was an oath akin to that of sworn blood brothers, a pledge that transcended mere words. As Finrir watched with perfect clarity, finrir cried, pearly white tears of happiness seeped from his eyes dispersing into the water, witnessing his hopes and dreams materialize before his very eyes.

I hissed as I cut myself, but the pain was short lived as my healing ability kicked in. Both Thomas and my mother repeated the same action before all three of us said in unison, “We the blessed children of the Mood Goodness, swear to nurture and honor the wellbeing and safety of our packs in a united front. We now ask all pack members to please kneel and bow in agreement to this new formed blood alliance.”

“I solemnly swear.” “Will you both agree to remain loyal to Luna Gemma Rose Killian no matter the conscious.” “I solemnly swear.” They eagerly voice. “Will you both agree to do all in your power to bring Luna Gemma Rose Killian back to her pack.” “I solemnly swear.” They repeat together again. “Will you both agree that if you break any of these vows or betray me, Alpha William Keen, the blood oath will invoke the most painful death that you so now create in your mind.”