The Loyal Pin Novel Novels & Stories

“I want you to wear this tonight.” I looked at the pin, its design identical to the roses on his lapel. “It’s beautiful,” I said, taking it in my hand. But my hesitation was obvious. “Will the others have the same pin?” Damien smiled, though there was something oddly possessive about it. “No. Only you.” He stepped forward, brushing his fingers against mine as he took the pin back. “You’re my lover, Castiel. You deserve to wear this. I want everyone to know.”

“Damn it! Do you think this is funny? Dom has always loved you! Ever since you rejected him back then, you shattered him so completely that he turned into some reckless, aimless playboy. “And then, the moment you beckoned him back, he came running to you again! But when you said he lacked loyalty, he went and found this rebound girlfriend just to please you. What more do you want? His sincerity doesn’t deserve to be trampled on like this!” “So what? I’ve never seen someone so infatuated like him before. I just wanted to see how far he’d go for me. He’s doing it willingly—why are you so worked up about it?”

The commander and Saea. I didn’t wait for thanks or introductions from my unlikely allies. I just moved, a phantom slipping through the chaos, my one hand grabbing the gold sword from the floor. Its familiar weight was a cold comfort, a promise of the violence to come. The loyalist camp was a temporary, squalid affair in a small, hidden valley a mile from the cave. They were overconfident, arrogant, their laughter and coarse jokes carrying on the night air. They thought they had won. They thought I was dead. They thought the satyr was just a prize to be enjoyed.

He placed his hand on mine, slowly dropping it down, his pupils dark. "Sorry, Laylay. My loyalty lies with Jude." My mouth fell, my limbs weak. My eyes welled with tears as I watched him leave. This was it. I was in big shit.

Painfully ordinary. Liam guided me toward a private elevator. No reception desk. No waiting area. Straight to the elevator. That couldn't be normal. The doors slid open, and we entered. My pulse hammered louder with every floor we climbed. Finally, the elevator stopped. The doors opened. A private hallway stretched ahead. Quiet, elegant, and intimidating. At the far end stood a single door. Liam stopped walking. "So this is where I leave you." I stared at him. "What?" "Mr. Craig is waiting inside."

"We partied too hard last night and forgot to use protection—don't forget to buy morning-after pills for your wife." Looking at the woman's smooth bare back and the red mole on her neck in the photo, I felt absolutely nothing. Again. Five years of marriage, and this wasn't the first time. Kathy liked to test me this way. She called it her "little experiment." The first time, she "accidentally" left a receipt for condoms on the nightstand. I got angry and confronted her, but she just smiled with contempt. "Why are you so petty? My girlfriends and I bought that on purpose just to see how you'd react." The second time was on our wedding anniversary. A guy showed up at our door with a bouq

"Love? Is there love in betrayal? In abandonment? In manipulation that uses me as a pawn to shake your faith? No. I do not love him. What I want is freedom—to dissolve the bond that ties us together." Mara tilted her head, studying me with cold eyes. "Then swear it here before your own council. Swear you are loyal only to this country. That if the Highest Council grants your bill, you will not falter or change your decision." I pressed my palm flush to the table, steady and unshaken. "I swear it. As long as no hand rises against me, I remain loyal to this land. But if any hand—Alexander's or anyone else's—tries to chain me again, I will not bow. Not to Crescent Moon. Not to him. Not to anyon

“Do you think we all don’t know why Lala left you” I slowly continue to move closer to Loyalty as I quietly state, “circumstances were different”! Travis’ hand shakes and he turns the gun toward me. “Please Tray! Don’t do this! You’re not hurting Spin, you’re hurting me. After everything the both of you have done to me, respect my decision. Let him go! I need Spin, our daughter needs Spin, shoot me”, Loyalty cries out and it confuses Travis as he moves the gun back and forth between the two of us.

Not because I’m forcing them to, but because they want to show their respect to their Alpha. I don’t deserve it when I allowed their Luna to be kidnapped. Okay, I didn’t allow it, but I took my eye off the ball for a moment, and Gianna could have been lost. I was also weak and almost succumb to a woman pretending to be my wife. However, my pack are loyal and they’re willing to give me another chance to be the Alpha they deserve. I’m in awe right now. “Silver Paw,” I turn and look at my mate. Gianna is standing on the podium, a proud and strong Luna. I am so awed by my wife; I’ve never seen her so poised and in control.

“ You're so pretty and fierce Lovia…so fearless.“ I whispered to myself. Shane waited by the door, already on a call. His jaw clenched midway. “They got him,” he said once I stepped into my heels. “Lucien. They have him at Warehouse 9.” I didn’t need to be told twice.“I’m going with you.” I replied him already picking my keys and sandals. Shane paused, eyes scanning me for any weakness. But there was none. I was done being weak. I wasn’t a victim. Not tonight. “Let get going..“ I uttered breaking the staring contest.