The Loyalties We Break Katelyn Taylor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You’re a shift.” The weight of that settled in my bones. “What does that mean?” “It means,” he said, stepping closer, “that whatever we were before you arrived — soldiers, brothers, monsters — we’re not that anymore. Not completely.” My throat tightened. “Because of me?” “Yes.” A beat. “And because of him.” He didn’t say Erico’s name. He didn’t have to. Vincenzo’s gaze drifted toward the house, where Erico had vanished. “He’s loyal,” he said. “He’s strong. He’s the kind of man who will burn a city to keep one person breathing.”

At that moment, it was just me and Lyla, two souls seeking comfort in each other. Losing myself in Lyla, I hoped to silence the confusion, bury the hurt, to diminish the longing for Kelsey. But as the moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room with its ethereal glow, the harsh reality loomed over me. I was an Alpha, and I had duties to fulfill, painful decisions to make, and a pack to protect. But for now, for this fleeting moment, I allowed myself the comfort of Lyla's embrace, hoping that maybe this would help me face what was to come.

“I… I was....” “When?” Kael barked. “Kael, trust me, I don't mean to hurt her. I was hoping it wouldn’t be what I was thinking,” Katty pleaded. But the damage was done. The hurt in his eyes was enough for her to know...the trust was broken. “When were you planning on sharing those thoughts? When you all kill her?” “No, we wouldn’t....” “Tell that to the people behind you,” Kael snapped. Katty turned, and behind her stood the High Priest, armed with a sword, with more men behind him.

That would be throwing him to the wolves. I smirk at my own pun. “You’re looking for weakness,” I say. “You won’t find it in him. Or in me.” A slow exhale. “That’s your problem, Liam. Loyalty. It’s sweet, in a retrograde way.” “That why we broke up, then? Too much retro on my side and not enough loyalty on yours?”

The hatred in his eyes was unmistakable, a burning loathing that she hadn't expected, hadn't anticipated. "Alpha, please," she managed, her voice shaking now, the last vestiges of her pride crumbling. "It... it was a mistake. I was acting out of... out of misguided loyalty. I thought... I thought it was what you wanted." Killian straightened, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked down at her with a cold, assessing gaze. "You thought wrong, Katelyn. And now, you're paying the price. I don't care what excuses you come up with, or how you try to paint yourself as some loyal, selfless Luna. The truth is, you crossed a line, and now you're going to face the consequences."

“What? How can you say that? You know me. You know I’d never do something like that. I love you. You’re the one I want. Not Jordan. Not anyone else.” “Do you?” Liam said, stepping away from her, his gaze hard. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’ve been playing both sides. You have Jordan, who’s willing to do anything for you, even break the law to ‘protect’ you. And you have me, who’s been fighting for you, risking everything for you. But who are you really with, Kayla? Who are you really loyal to? Because right now, I don’t know. I don’t know anything.”

Catalina was the first to speak up. "It's not me, D'Andre, I swear! I am not a traitor! I am loyal to this company!" she said, her voice shaking. Taylor chimed in nervously, "Me either! I don't keep secrets! D'Andre you know me well ever since we became best friends before things between us." Mr. Kendrick and Mr. Frank remained quiet, listening to the conversation. D'Andre sighed. "I'm sure Castor just said that to break us apart so they'll win. Because right now, what we need is teamwork. Let's get through it."

Christopher Edmonton, that night was the same night she thought Kate was true since then she never treated someone like she did with Kate, betrayal is the most common and cursed word in this world and respect, loyalty was one of the Adair's common vision, not being part of the clan has it's own perks yet I can't go against them, since an action of traitor will be bestowed upon someone who carried the Adair's name and bringing it down will means hell. She then saw that tattoo again in the picture. She was sure it was connected. Something is telling her it was. Her phone ring and she instantly answered it when she saw it was Austin calling her. "Where are you? You've been gone for a week now,

He looked at the blood on his fingers from the gun, shook his hand slightly, then turned to one of his guards. "Clean this up." The guard nodded. "Yes, sir." He glanced at the rest of the men. “Let this be a reminder,” Killian said, voice sharp and cold. “Loyalty is non-negotiable. You don’t steal from me. You don’t lie to me. And you sure as hell don’t cross me.” No one dared breathe. He turned to Matteo. “We’re done here. Get the car.” As they walked back upstairs, Matteo dared to ask, “Heading back to the mansion?”

Elise—gone. Every fracture around him felt like a splinter inside his ribs. The door opened quietly. Kion stepped in. He looked at the broken glass, then at Kai. “Losing control, are we?” Kai said nothing. Kion sighed. “You have grown… emotional lately.” Kai’s laugh was humorless. “That’s what you care about? A broken cup?” “I care about loyalty,” Kion said sharply. “And you are slipping.” Kai’s glare snapped upward. “I haven’t betrayed you.”