Who's The Traitor In Black Clover Novels & Stories

she asked, her voice daring. “Why would I be a traitor? What did I do that would make you call me a traitor?” I growled lowly. “Ohh, don't pretend. Everyone knows already. You are planning something with those rogues. They only appear when you leave the pack for your supposed occasional run. Did you really think you could deceive the entire pack? You traitor,” Claudia spat. “Says the girl who doesn't even know the father of her child.” I hissed.

This time, I had no trouble keeping my voice meek and submissive. I did as Balric told me and kept my attention on Alpha Erik instead of the man in the suit. I held out the flash drive for the alpha. “This is everything I have on the Betrayer. The praetor’s people should understand it easily enough.” Dios, I sounded like a nervous fangirl. “Is this her?” the stranger asked, his deep voice echoed through me a lot like Balric’s did, only his voice sent a hot flush through me right to my belly.

The answers eluded me, like whispers in the wind, but I pressed on, driven by the knowledge that the truth must be uncovered, no matter the cost. In the end, it was not a grand revelation or a dramatic confrontation that exposed the traitor. It was a simple slip of the tongue, a subtle change in demeanor, that betrayed their true nature. As the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, the traitor's identity became clear, their mask of loyalty stripped away.

His deep-set eyes searched Caden's face, seeking clarity amidst the chaos. Taking a steadying breath, Caden broke the silence that hung heavily in the air. "We have a traitor among us," he declared, his voice resolute and ringing with conviction. "Someone is colluding with the Rogue Alpha, exploring the dark avenues of potential alliances." The room fell into stunned silence, the shock of his revelation hanging thickly around them. Caden could discern the disbelief and outrage flickering across the faces of his advisors, each expression a mirror reflecting his own tumultuous emotions.

"Then why threaten me? Why the games?" "Because I needed to test you. See if you were worthy of leading Colt's legacy." Victor leaned forward. "You passed. Barely. But you passed." "What about the traitor? Do you know who it is?" "Yes. And so do you. You just have not accepted it yet." Victor pulled out another file. "Sienna was not wrong. The traitor is someone close to you. Someone you trust." He opened the file. Inside were photos. Evidence. Proof.

I said biting my lower lip as I was sitting on the can chair on my small balcony as the night was dark because of the moon getting blocked by the pure white clouds and so was the case with the stars. “You will find out soon. You have to. He is the mastermind of the house. Everyone had secrets. You just have to find out what he is hiding. He must have left a clue for us to drag him down and show the people how he killed your family and ruin many smiles of other families back then.” With that and few more instructions my uncle cut the call as I kept staring at the sky.

For example, today he asked her for help. “Agnes, can you help me overthrow my brother? Approach him and let his guard down.” Louis said with a smile. His usual overbearing face was replaced by a fake pitiful expression. He suddenly raised his hand to straighten the tangled strands of hair in front of her. Agnes frowned but didn't dodge. She was still surprised by his words: “What do you mean?”

“Try me.” He gave a tired smile. “Maybe I am just the scape goat used to disrupt things so that I can help you see the real traitor.” “Okay… I definitely wasn't expecting that answer.” “You still don’t get it, Ghost. You think you’re fighting me but you’re fighting the wrong man. The actual person who sold you out isn’t the one bleeding in your bed. The cover up plan is.” His voice faded. “And you trust them too much to see, that's the problem.”

“To hide their movements and scents would be a cloaking spell, it’s possible but only by talented witches. It takes a lot of energy to maintain. As for seeing your plans… No, there is no spell or power that would let a witch do that. I fear we were betrayed again, Alpha.” “Abel was not your traitor, Alpha,” Becca spoke up on Abel’s behalf, “He loves this pack and to hear that Clara and Evan are dead will break him.” “It’s likely the traitor is long gone,” Alexis added with seriousness as she looked at us around the room, “It’s a typical tactic, there would be no reason for them to stick around if Alpha Fredrick got what he wanted.” Not ‘what’, ‘who’. I thought to myself bitterly.