Who Was The Traitor In Black Clover Novels & Stories

Maybe she was a spy for the Crimson Lake, too, but not for Alpha Merritt's pack, the Ruby Bloodmoon. "Is that all she was?" I asked him. Silence descended. This was the moment of truth, and he knew it. Somehow, I knew that he was about to be straight with me. Whatever he said now would far from a lie. He gaze lingered on my Beta for a few seconds before he replied, "I was going to recruit her to work for me. As my informer." "But you didn't!" "She vanished." "So you lied to me!" When he gave Clove another quick glance, I realized he was calculating his chances of leaving here unscathed. Then he said,

They must let the Aces and turn to face me, I signaled. The8 greeted me. "Boss." Allison questioned, "You are intoxicated again?" My childhood best buddies are these people. I've been with them since our training days. I have all of their loyalty up to this point. I set down the glass that contained only wine and asked them both, "Any update on that old man?" They sat on the single couches in front of me in my office, where I had gone straight from the bedroom. "We failed to capture the fucking traitor. However, the driver, who is the traitor's right hand, his life is in our hands," Khlea declared gravely, "What do you want us to do to him? Or should we hand him over to you?"

The answers remained elusive, but we were determined to find them. In the end, it was a combination of careful detective work and a breakthrough tip from a loyal pack member that led us to the traitor's identity. The revelation was shocking, as the individual had been close to Emily for years, posing as a trusted confidant. The traitor was swiftly dealt with, and the threat to our park was neutralized. It was a bittersweet victory, as we had to part ways with someone we had once considered family. But the safety and unity of our pack always came first.

Clara’s life, our battle, required that I remain alert. As I poured Valenticia coffee, her hands still trembling, Carter called. “Gideon is stable,” he said, his voice hoarse. “But, Stefan, our moves are being leaked. The USB theft, the office hit — it’s too precise.” My jaw clenched. There was a traitor in our circle. This was an inside job. Gideon’s loyalty remained, and the proof was his being in the hospital, but Carter’s involvement in all my plans. “Who?” ' I asked my voice hushed to protect Valenticia.

They crashed to the ground. I screamed, lunged, tore the rogue away, blood spraying over my claws. Marcus rose, wild, dripping with red. And then someone new stepped out of the trees. Not a rogue. A man. Tall. Cloaked in black. His eyes burned with a knowing that froze me still. He didn’t fight. He didn’t need to. The rogues bent away from him like shadows bowing to fire. He stood at the edge of the clearing, smiling at me. His voice cut me in half. “So. The traitor’s daughter shows her face.”

"I'm always on the side of truth. What happened at the hideout? Why did Lycan almost die? Who were those men?" Mira leaned against the hood of an old car. "That's what I wanted to talk about. They weren’t just thugs. Someone orchestrated the whole thing. Someone inside our circle." A traitor. My chest grew tight. I thought back to the night we lost control, the attacks, the betrayal. And suddenly, everything started to connect. "Do you have a name?" She hesitated, then nodded. "Rosa" The name hit me like ice water. No. It couldn’t be.

Declan added, and continued as well. "What is most surprising is that the relics were intact. An insider masterminded this whole thing. Someone who is familiar with most things in the pack." Declan added. He had become furious now, and I could tell from how breathy he sounded. "We'll find out who the traitor is, and we'll make him pay." I had barely finished speaking when the knock sounded on the door. "Yes?" I called out, facing the door which was immediately pushed open but with care.

If the spy had discovered that Karel was the one who ordered the rogue attack on the King, the man wouldn't leave the room alive. The warrior entered and bowed deeply to both men. “Tell us everything,” Gael grumbled, his eyes dark with worry. “Your Highness, the attack was executed by rogues. They bribed a mole to poison the patrol guards. Alpha Tristan initially suspected Alpha Zoriana, but his investigation revealed the real traitor—a warrior caught on camera meeting with rogue scouts.” “Rogues...” Gael muttered, turning to Karel. “Why would Tristan order an attack on his own pack? It doesn't make sense.”

“They sent you?” “No one sent us.” He smiled through bloody teeth. “We volunteered. To eliminate the threat.” “And your inside contact?” Silence. I released power. Just enough. The air pressure dropped. He gasped, struggling to breathe. “Name,” I said quietly. “Derek’s… cousin…” he choked out. “Wanted… revenge…” Derek. The traitor we’d exiled. Family loyalty runs toxic. I pulled the power back. The attacker collapsed, gasping.

“Or leave, before I make you regret it.” The figure stepped closer, hood falling back to reveal a familiar face. Lena’s eyes widened in shock. It was someone she had trusted—someone she had considered an ally. Betrayal carved through her chest like ice. “You…” she whispered, disbelief and fury mingling in her voice. “I’ve been watching, waiting,” the traitor said, lips curling into a cruel smile. “Blackwood grows too strong. Kade grows too powerful. And the Council… they deserve to know everything. Every secret. Every weakness.”