Romans & histoires Who Was The Traitor In Black Clover

When I felt that my anger had dissipated a little, I turned to the soldier who was trying to get on his knees " What of our inside man?" " I heard that he was in on the plan as well. He had been caught by the Alpha and collaborated with the Luna to trap the assassins." The soldier's voice quivered. Today must be his unllucky day because he's just been dishing out bad news upon bad news to me. " That stupid traitor. Well what do I expect from him? He'd betrayed his own pack for power so what would have made me have his loyalty?" I glared into space.

A traitor? I shoved her quietly and she came back to the present while cleaning her nose. “I'm sorry. Let's go.” She said. I held her as we were about leaving, just one look at the traitor that was once my friend, I discovered that the man in white had finally turned and it turned out to be someone I knew as well. Dan? Cleo's husband? How could he? Why was he here? With Mascot? I had a lot on my mind. What did he want and what would he benefit from my death.

"I'm sorry but I need this money. I didn't mean to be a traitor." I'm just confused. Is he the one who kidnapped my son? How did he do this to me and Lucas? Curiosity wraps me. I shook my head. One of Lucas's men turned traitor to him. Daniel just abandoned me like a dog. He brought the money. Where will he take it? What will he do with the money? I sobbed from crying. I feel my knees go weak. He betrayed us. He took the money for nothing. I turned around when a black car came. My eyes widened when Clara came out. Is she here

Avery laughed softly, her laughter was like music to my ears, and I couldn’t help but smile, despite the anger simmering beneath the surface. Laura leaned back against the couch with a sly smile, crossing her arms as she eyed me. “The Alpha I know wouldn’t be this calm unless he’s already found out who the traitor is.” I smirked, my eyes meeting hers. “You know me too well, Laura.” Avery turned her wide, curious eyes toward me, her lips slightly parted as if bracing herself for my next words. “I know exactly who the person is,” I said, my voice steady but laced with the sharp edge of authority. I allowed the room to settle into silence before delivering the name. “The traitor is none other t

"I remember you are the one I asked to drop him off while I hailed a cab back to the party." The bodyguards seemed reluctant at first, with the three of them glancing at each other as if in hesitation as to who was to speak first. Rodrigo looked back at her. "He was labeled a traitor." "Traitor?" Abigail asked, furrowing her brows. "Yeah. Mr. Rizzo found out he was working for Blake Knight. Hiring him as your boyfriend and making you forget your purse was all part of his orders. Mr. Rizzo was worried that he might become a threat later on?" Rodrigo stated.

The warrior responded immediately, pride and vigilance in his tone, “As instructed by you, we followed the plan. The real herbs were sent with a different team via an alternate route. The chests we carried were filled only with decoy hay.” He paused, a shadow passing through his eyes as he recalled the scene, “Sure enough, around midnight, the traitor snuck out and set fire to our decoy crates. Had we not been prepared, the real herbs would have been destroyed.” Lyra’s fingers clenched slightly, a flash of cold light passing through her eyes. The warrior continued, voice steady, “The traitor is a young warrior, recently promoted. That’s how he qualified for the herb transport team.”

Her lips trembled, then hardened. “That bitch Grandma Turner never wanted me here. And now Clover is a Blackwood?” She laughed bitterly. Lying back, she stared at the ceiling. “Baby, we have to move fast. Because if we don’t… she’s going to take my spot. My legacy.” Her hand tightened around her phone. She dialed. “Hello?” a voice answered. “I just found out something that’s going to blow everything wide open,” Daisy said. “What?” “Clover is Breanna Blackwood.”

"You have chased that question through memory after memory tonight. A cloaked traitor, faceless, hidden. You have assumed, this whole time, that the answer waits somewhere ahead of you. Some council member, some stranger with a grudge against a king who trusted too easily." Caierre's heart was hammering now, hard enough he could feel it in his throat. "Tell me," he said. "Just tell me who it was." The figure was silent for a long moment. The dark around them seemed to hold its breath along with him. "You have been searching," it said, finally, quiet, almost tender in how carefully it delivered the words, "for the wrong traitor all along."

"That's when I'll be most distracted. Most helpless. That's when he'll come for them." Val's phone buzzed again. He read the message. His face went pale. "What?" I demanded. Val looked up. His eyes were grim. "The second man just broke. He gave us a name." He paused. "The traitor inside Blue Moon." My heart stopped. "Who?" Val's eyes went cold as winter stone.

“What?” “Caius has not just sent trackers.” His voice was low. Measured. The voice of someone delivering information they wish they did not have. “He sent them because someone inside this pack told him where you were.” He held my eyes. “Elena, there is a traitor in Blackthorn. Someone who has been feeding information to Ironmaw for months.” The cold moved through me slowly. “How long have you known?” I said. “Three weeks.” “And you have not found them.”