Vali The Oath Guard Novels & Stories

This was no longer a game; this was war. Inside the warehouse, the air was thick with dust and tension. Valeska’s guards patrolled with mechanical precision, unaware of the storm heading their way. Eden led the way, her movements silent and deadly. She felt the weight of every choice, every step — the lives depending on their success, the future they were fighting for. Suddenly, the lights flickered on, harsh and blinding. “Got you,” a voice sneered. Valeska stepped from the shadows, a cold smile twisting her lips. “Did you really think you could walk in here and take me down?”

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.

The usual grin on his face had disappeared too. The guard straightened immediately. “No, master.” Valiente took one step closer. The guard was tall, but he couldn't compete with Valiente. “Then don’t let it happen again," Valiente warned, peering at the guard whose head hung low. “Yes, master," the guard replied. He bowed once and left, his tail tucked between his legs. Only then did Valiente look at me. His gaze dropped briefly to my elbow before returning to my face. “You.”

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."

" By the end of my speech, the men were riled up and the energy in the room was intoxicating. Then men just needed to be reminded of who we were and what we carried, even at the end of the room I saw a proud look in Jared's eyes as he saw how energized the men were once I was done. It's time to face them head-on, I am the Alpha King now and I will defend my city. Jared gave the men some order while I prepared myself to go back out there again but this time not as Valerian Griffin, son of Damien Griffin, Alpha of a sector under his father's rule but as Valerian Griffin, the Alpha King. I crouched low at Elena's side and cupped her face in my hands "How's she doing?" I asked the healer, Tyler.

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.

“Snap out of it. We can’t. Our oath, remember?” My ear perked up at that. “What oath?” Neil was now running a hand down his face roughly, as if trying to get something off that wouldn’t budge. Galden released him and looked at me warily. “When we were chosen as your personal guards, we promised to keep away all unwanted advances. No one was to take advantage of you.” Galden answered, trying his best to keep his eyes on the wall behind me. “But, if I ask for it, it’s not unwanted or taking advantage of me, right?”