THE REAL TRAITOR
Author: Penny gold
last update2026-05-10 00:35:14

The dusty road leading out of the central command vibrated with the low hum of military transport engines. General Alex felt a cold sweat prickling his neck, not from the heat of the afternoon sun, but from the icy realization that the ground beneath his feet had shifted.

Zeus stood a few paces ahead, his back a rigid wall of indifference. He didn't care about politics, betrayals, or the crumbling hierarchy of the army. He only cared about the trail.

“Move,” Zeus said, his voice like grinding s
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  • FIGHTING WITH SHADOWS

    The old military jeep bounced violently as General Alex navigated the uneven terrain of the dense forest. The headlights cut through the thickening mist, casting long, eerie shadows against the ancient trees. Inside the vehicle, the silence was heavy, broken only by the groaning of the suspension and the distant howl of the wind.Zeus sat in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the darkness ahead. He was a man of action, a warrior whose reputation preceded him, but here, in the heart of the wild, even his legendary instincts seemed muffled. He was searching for a scent, a sign, a broken twig—anything that would lead him to Juliana. But the woods were cold and indifferent.In the back seat sat Afam, the prisoner fighter they had liberated. His hands were no longer bound, but he sat as still as a statue, his face a mask of weary indifference. He had watched the drama at the barracks with a cynical eye, and now, as they drove aimlessly into the deep green void, his patience was wearing

  • THE REAL TRAITOR

    The dusty road leading out of the central command vibrated with the low hum of military transport engines. General Alex felt a cold sweat prickling his neck, not from the heat of the afternoon sun, but from the icy realization that the ground beneath his feet had shifted.Zeus stood a few paces ahead, his back a rigid wall of indifference. He didn't care about politics, betrayals, or the crumbling hierarchy of the army. He only cared about the trail.“Move,” Zeus said, his voice like grinding stones.“I told you, nobody moves!” Commander Greg stepped forward, his uniform crisp, his eyes gleaming with a newfound arrogance. Behind him stood four high-ranking officials, men Alex had promoted, men he had shared meals with. Now, they looked at him as if he were a relic of a forgotten era.Alex stepped toward Greg, his hand instinctively reaching for the lapel of the man he once called his protégé. “Greg, what is this nonsense? We are on a rescue mission. Juliana’s life is at stake. Move yo

  • DECEIVED. THE TRAP

    The high stone walls of General Alex’s study felt like they were closing in on him. Two weeks had passed since the night he had forcibly dragged his daughter into that carriage. Two weeks of silence. Two weeks of checking the horizon for a messenger bird or a galloping scout, only to see the same empty, dusty road.Alex paced the length of the room, his boots clicking hollowly. He had told himself he did it for her. He told himself he was saving her from the "traitor" Zeus. But deep down, he knew it was spite. He wanted to hurt the man the people loved more than him."She should have reached the Northern Provinces ten days ago," Alex muttered, his hands trembling as he poured a glass of wine. "Dada is a man of routine. He would have sent word the moment she stepped off that carriage."A sharp knock at the door made him jump. Commander Greg entered, looking pale and holding a crumpled piece of parchment."General," Greg whispered, his voice cracking. "The messenger has returned from yo

  • SHE IS THE NEXT REASON FOR ME

    The moonlight over the palace was cold and sharp, like the edge of a blade. Inside the main residence, General Alex paced his study, his boots clicking rhythmically against the stone. Every time he looked out the window at the white duplex where Zeus lived, his stomach turned with a mixture of fear and jealousy.He had seen the way Zeus handled Emperor Gabriel at breakfast. He had seen the way a man who was once a prisoner stood over a King and showed mercy. But to Alex, that mercy wasn't a sign of goodness—it was a sign of absolute power."The people don't look at me anymore," Alex whispered to the shadows. "When I walk through the market, they bow their heads, but when Zeus walks by, they cheer. They love him. They respect him more than they respect the man who built this kingdom."His mind spiraled into paranoia. If Zeus could defeat Gabriel’s Iron Guard alone, what would stop him from taking the General's head? If Zeus decided he wanted to be the General, the army would likely han

  • MY PROMISE TO THE DEAD

    The morning sun bled through the curtains of the duplex, casting a warm glow over the tangled sheets. For a few stolen moments, the world outside didn’t exist. Zeus held Juliana close, his large hand resting on the small of her back. The scent of her skin was the only peace he had known in fifteen years.But the peace was shattered by a sharp, rhythmic pounding on the front door."Commander Zeus! A message from the Emperor!" a voice shouted from the hallway.Zeus stiffened. The reality of the palace returned like a cold splash of water. He sat up, his muscles rippling in the morning light. Juliana pulled the silk sheet to her chest, her eyes wide with worry."Don't go," she whispered, grabbing his arm. "It’s a trap, Zeus. He knows.""He suspects," Zeus corrected, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "But he wants to play the game of kings first. If I don't go, I look like a coward. If I go, I look him in the eye."Zeus stood up and began to dress. Every few seconds, he stopped what he w

  • I AM A MAN WITH A WOMAN TO PROTECT

    The night air was thick with the scent of rain and woodsmoke, but inside Zeus’s duplex, the only sound was the steady splash of water against stone. After the confrontation with Gabriel, Zeus’s blood was boiling. He needed the cold water to numb the rage that threatened to consume him. He had left the door to his bathing chamber slightly ajar, trusting the heavy silence of the house.Outside the bathroom, Juliana stood in the shadows of his bedroom. Her heart was hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She knew that Gabriel’s arrival changed everything. Tomorrow, there might be a battle. The day after, Zeus might be forced to flee or be executed. The world was falling apart around them, and she realized with a sudden, sharp clarity that she didn't want to die without ever truly belonging to the man she loved.With shaking hands, she reached for the silk ties of her gown. The fabric slid to the floor, leaving her standing in the moonlight, pale and shivering. A weird, desperate

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