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The return of PJ

Autor: Lost in love
last update Última actualización: 2025-09-15 00:18:29
*Amber*

I find myself in the graveyard behind the small church, venturing for the first time beyond the low stone wall. Each headstone is marked with a name and a gang logo, some bearing a few words as well. Too many read ‘Fell in the war,’ while others offer a personal farewell.

I recognize some of the logos… former members of The Shadows or other existing packs. Yet there are unknown symbols too. One, featuring a snake, that I have seen on some of Zombie's members; there are so many graves marked with it, most stating they were lost in the war. It gives me the unsettling impression that an entire pack was wiped out. Other stones bear faded logos of a rearing horse or a crudely drawn cat.

Inside the graveyard, the expanse seems endless. So many lives cut short, and though there are no dates on the stones, I can’t help but imagine that none of these souls lived to see old age.

My gaze is drawn to a grave nestled beneath a tree in the center of the yard. Even before I read the
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  • The lost packs   Gambling with feelings

    *Tjeck* In hindsight, I was naive to think that Zombie would take me in exchange for Amber. Had I used my brain instead of running the moment I heard, I would realize that she is the one he could use to pressure Adis, not me. I paniced, and the only thing I could think of was to save her. The moment I felt the needle puncture the skin on my neck, I knew I had lost. Instead of saving Amber, I had just managed to put myself in an equally hopeless situation. I didn’t even know if she was still alive. The poison quickly started working on my body, and I felt my consciousness slip away, it was too potent, and made to kill even the most powerful Alpha. I fought like crazy. I knew I was going to die, but I needed to know if she was still alive. The burning thought in my mind is to see her one last time… not Kattie, my mate, whom I truly love and have chosen to spend my life with, but Amber, for whom I am willing to give my life. What the hell is wrong with me? I heard her voice before I

  • The lost packs   And Amber’s

    *Amber* I glare at Zombie as he continues. "At least Adis was a bit smarter when he showed up. He came with backup. Which, of course, didn’t matter in the end." "You can’t play us against each other," I tell him angrily. "We all know where we stand." "So Adis knows that you’re lacing fingers with Thorn?" I don’t answer him. Zombie clearly doesn’t know that Thorn is my brother. Christopher hasn’t told him, and this could end up being useful. "And what about you throwing yourself at Tjeck that way? Deeply worried about his health? Who knows what else I’ll dig up against you in the next couple of hours?" "He’s my friend. Of course I’m worried about his health." How can he read more into that? I guess he doesn’t understand friendship. "But what will Adis and Kattie say when they hear Tjeck sacrificed himself for you? He offered himself up in exchange for you, princess." Zombie’s eyes are serious. I can’t tell him, because I don’t have an answer. "We have no desire to play your games

  • The lost packs   Tjeck’s weakness

    *Amber* Even before I open my eyes, I locate the pain. I am alive. Death can't possibly hurt this much. As Zombie is likely the first thing I will see when I finally open my eyes, I wait. I am not in a hurry to do so. Instead, I focus on the pain. The left side of my head aches intensely. I am quite sure that both my ear and eye have taken some of the blow. It wasn’t a hand that hit me. The bullet wound in my right shoulder hurts much less now; the same can be said for the area graced by another bullet. A couple of ribs on my left side seem to have taken some blows, and my knee burns. I lay on something soft, feeling warm under a blanket, but the air is cool, and there is an uncomfortable humidity in the atmosphere. I have to pull myself together before I can open my eyes. I notice that my left eye is swollen when I finally open them. I am in a room with concrete walls, and I am alone. It isn’t until I sit up that I realize my wrists are tied together with a long chain fastene

  • The lost packs   Abducted

    *Amber* I walk home from school with Thorn, as the others have more tasks to complete before heading back. Thorn and I have just faced each other in the ring for the first time since fight night. We have both healed from our injuries, and we feel the need for training to release some pent-up energy. Our sparring session is just a regular training fight… controlled and not life-or-death. The match ends in a tie. Despite not holding back, neither of us emerges wounded like we did last time. It grows dark early, and I can sense the tension radiating from Thorn in waves. He holds a knife in one hand while the other rests protectively against my back. Sometimes I get to ride one of the motorbikes, but tonight Adis and Kattie have them. I understand Thorn’s nerves. Several of our strongest members have mysteriously vanished over the past few days, and it’s only a matter of time before someone in the leadership group becomes a target. My hand rests on my gun. The attack comes out of n

  • The lost packs   Date of war

    *Amber* Adis gathers us all in what he refers to as the command room at the school. He appoints Hope to oversee this space, along with a few other active young members who, while eager, are too young to engage directly in the conflict. In recent weeks, I haven't seen much of Adis; he has been preoccupied with preparing the bases and formulating plans. Now, he stands before us, embodying the Alpha he once was… the Alpha who had been nearly consumed by grief but has emerged resilient. "From here, everything will be monitored," he explains, his voice steady and authoritative. "All active members will be divided into groups of twenty-five. They will sleep, eat, and fight together. Kress, Tjeck, and I have mixed our members to ensure that all packs are represented within each group. Everyone must accept that any of us can lead them and issue orders. Everyone present here is given the title of captain. You will each take charge of a group as needed. Prepare yourselves; sleep and food wi

  • The lost packs   Keeping guard

    *Amber* Everywhere I look, I see preparations for war. The training facilities at Tjeck and Kress are being used much more than usual, and people keep helping and correcting each other, seeking their friends' advice. The safety protocols with The Eagles and The Stars have been heightened, and food and weapons are stored at both locations. These will be our bases during the war, and every member of The Shadows will move to one of them, where they can be easily protected and the enemy kept out. To my surprise, many people start asking for my advice. They stop me on the street, especially seeking tips on hand-to-hand combat. The worst part is that I can't really answer them. I can't pinpoint what made me win against Thorn, except that I managed to lock away the pain and ignore it, and that I refuse to give in, no matter how dire things look. I actually enjoy fighting instead of fearing it. Adis still fears that Clay will show up in the middle of the night to take revenge, s

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