All Chapters of The Tribe: Chapter 51 - Chapter 56

TW - Minor themes of violence and torture. Wyatt Everything and everyone stopped after Gia dropped that bomb until the sound of a feral roar broke the stunned silence. “You whore!” The Beta yells, standing up, but doesn’t get far as Gabriel grabs him from behind, one hand on his neck, and the other holds one of his waving arms by twisting it behind his back. “AH! Let go of me!” He yells, making Gabriel and the blonde chuckle. Gia watches and simply shrugs while flashing him a victorious smile. “Well, you only have yourself to blame. You’re the one who enjoyed punching and kicking me while putting that pathetic excuse of a dick inside of me. What did you think was going to happen? Speaking of, thanks. Saved me the trouble of drinking silver or bleach. They do taste quite awful.” She said, making a gag noise. Jax starts angrily growling, licking his chops like he wants to kill and eat something raw after tearing it apart. I must say, it’s a little unnerving to see my Beta like th

Gabriel I arrive outside the apartment buildings first, followed by Wyatt, who stops and bends forward panting, ahead of the others. “I will never call you old again. Fuck, my lungs feel like they are on fire.” He says, chuckling, still trying to catch his breath. I shrug, feeling smug. “You’re not too bad for a half-breed.” After the bastard effectively killed himself, we all decided to come back here. Wyatt mentioned that Tess would want to know what went down tonight. He also advised both the Amazons and me to tell everyone what we suspect is going on, as it involves everyone, directly or indirectly. I thought about it for a moment, and yes, he has a point. If we are to start fighting back, then we all need to be on the same page. Fortunately, I know who’s at the apartment, and most of them I trust implicitly, so I have no problem telling them about Lycans. The Amazons, however, are a different story, which is why I need to have a quick word with Sofia.A low whistle from behi

Wyatt I leave Cora’s apartment torn because I don’t want to leave her, but at least she’s calm, sleeping, so let’s deal with this bag of confusion shit, as I’m not the only one who’s feeling like there’s more going on that we are aware of. Then I can get back to her. Hopefully, she’ll be in a better state of mind, or at least she will be when I tell her about what happened to that idiot Beta. I stare at all the doors in front of me, but I have no idea which apartment to go to, except for the one that’s directly opposite Cora’s, as I came out of there earlier. I start to sniff the air for all the scents that have passed through the hallway and realize everyone is on the other side of the hall. I open the door and look around to find that most people from earlier are congregated in the living room, sitting or standing in relative awkward semi-silence, eyeing each other with suspicion and curiosity. I sigh as I close the door. This is going to be fun. Not. “Oh, hello, Alpha Wyatt