Vali The Oath Guard Novels & Stories

Mika grabbed him by the neck “No more mr nice guy. Tell me what I want to hear. Who was the last person to enter Mr Zwane’s office?” “The other Mr Zwane, Patrice.” said the guard. “what did he want?” “I don’t know okay, I am a guard not a spokesman, I don’t really listen to anyone’s conversation’s” said the guard. “Then you are very useless to me.” Mika punched the guard and he fell unconcious while the other one had long been unconcious. Mika then rushed after Katleho helping her to put Oliver into the back sit of the car.

Elodie's POV Valiente took careful steps towards us. The guard’s fingers disappeared from my arm so quickly it was as if he’d been burned. He lowered his head. “My apologies, master.” Valiente didn’t answer. His dark eyes remained fixed on the guard, cold enough to make even me uncomfortable. Why does he have such an impact? “I don’t remember ordering you to manhandle her," he said to the guard. The guard swallowed, eyes moving everywhere but on Valiente. “I was only trying to stop her from entering the restricted area.”

He blew a cloud of thick smoke into the air, watching me through the haze. "First, Valentina," he began, "I demand total monopoly on your loyalty and your brilliance." He leaned back, his eyes tracking the way I was still trembling. "I know how you work. I know you built Harold’s throne, and now you’re going to build mine. To get my protection, I require your Oath." "My Oath?" I countered, my hands balling into fists. "You want me to just hand over my mind to you? I spent years being a ladder for Harold and Agatha. I’m not becoming another step for a man to climb."

Valentina's loud words made her end the call. “Coming,” she shouted before cutting the call. She straightened her dress, calmed her composure and opened the door with a smile. Valentina gave her a questioning gaze. “What took you so long? Everyone has already reached. You know the oath couldn't start before you reach there.” Lauren rested her hand on her belly and nodded. She was carrying the next Capo of Italian Bratva, afrerall. “Let's go,” she said smiling and they both left for the oath ceremony.

"I will not betray your trust. I swear it on my life." Valarian studied the elven soldier for a long, quiet moment. The tension didn't vanish entirely—Valarian was a warrior born, a scout whose very survival depended on suspicion—but the hard, defensive lines of his face softened. He offered Aelion a single, sharp nod of respect, a silent acknowledgment of the heavy vow. He reached out and swept the iridescent communication crystal off the black obsidian table, tucking it securely into his leather gauntlet. "See that you don't," Valarian said, his tone no longer a snarl, but a steady, heavy promise. "Because if you do, there isn't a glass tower in the western woods that will be able to hide

"I just want five minutes where I don't feel like I’m being watched!" "He isn't there to listen to your thoughts, Jessica," my father said firmly, his Alpha voice starting to edge in. "He’s a guard. He’s there to protect, nothing more. Kaelen, go." I turned my head and looked at Kaelen. He was standing like a statue with that same blank expression I hated. He was looking at a spot on the wall three inches to the left of my head. He wouldn't even give me the satisfaction of a glance.

"My sons have told me a lot about each of you. I look forward to having you all here at the compound. This right here is my head of security, Jax Tyler, you will report to him." Over the next several weeks, I learned that this place is like its own military base. We were each assigned a room in the bunkhouse and given ID badges with access to certain areas. While during the probation period, we were not allowed inside the main house, we could only guard the outside. Jax took us to the range a lot to learn more about what skills we each had. We also did a lot of training in the garage. While talking to a few of the guys that had been there for a while, I was warned about Ophelia. They told me

said Adharva. "Who is Guardioni?" asked Ekalavya. "He is the old warrior chief of Mahereya and is now in charge of security. He is the only one privy to the letter that was found with Eloy when he was taken in as a baby," said Adharva. Ekalavya nodded. "I am informing father now," said Ekalavya. Adharva nodded and turned and left. ----------- Eloy was sitting on the bed. Mithraos walked in and then Eloy looked at him.

Damien grins. “For existing.” Guards surge forward, silver chains in hand. Riven roars, shifting mid-step, teeth lengthening, but more guards swarm from behind him. Kael positions himself at my side, shadows gathering around his fists. Damien lifts his chin, savoring the moment. “Aria Valen,” he declares, “you are under arrest.”

I stated flatly. I reached up, my small, pale hand gripping the heavy leather collar of his armor. "You locked your generals in the deepest cells of Level Three," I said, my voice leaving no room for argument. "Beta Torin. General Kael. Elder Vance. You stripped the Vanguard of its commanders out of paranoia. But Valerius didn't use Torin to infiltrate this keep. Valerius used the Warlock. The Warlock opened the door, and the Warlock is dead."