Lahat ng Kabanata ng The lost packs: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

*Amber* “Don’t strain yourself, sweetie,” I call out to Thorn, a flicker of worry crossing my mind as I watch him train with a couple of the younger guys. He is finally back to full health and shape after his injury. It has been a long, hard road, and I can’t help but worry about him. I lost Adis, and I was so close to losing my brother too. I hardly ever see Tjeck anymore, and I know from KC that he is in a terrible place and he worries constantly about him. On the other hand, KC continues to impress me. There is hardly any trace left of the kid I met two years ago; he has really stepped up and grown into a man, even though he just turned 19. “Sure, boss. I’ve got it under control,” Thorn calls back, a huge grin on his face as he throws one of the other men to the ground. He always calls me ‘boss’ these days, even though we share the Alpha title. It seems to work well for us. “No need to worry so much about him, boss. Thorn is strong and probably the best fighter I’ve ever se

*KC* I’m called down to the gate by the guards on duty. Apparently, there’s a young she-wolf out there demanding to see Tjeck. Since they don’t dare approach him directly, I’m the one they turn to. Tjeck has retreated to his room, requesting not to be disturbed unless absolutely necessary. Knowing what that means, I decide to see if I can handle this situation myself first. As I walk toward the gate, I wonder who this girl is and what she wants with Tjeck. I worry she might be an outsider, perhaps a tourist or a girl from town with whom he’s gotten into a... delicate situation. Honestly, I’m baffled that he hasn’t ended up with a whole bunch of kids running around by now. As I approach the entrance, I see a girl, or rather a young she-wolf, standing just outside the gate. She looks to be around my age, and I feel fairly certain this isn’t some kind of sneak attack. She doesn’t have the appearance of a fighter; she isn’t lean and muscular like Amber or PJ, but she’s stronger and sl

*Hope* When I manage to collect myself, I try pushing myself away from him. Damn, I need to stop him. First of all, I am with KC, and I do not want to mess around with anyone else, least of all Tjeck. Secondly, he thinks I am my dead sister, which only makes it worse. But damn, it’s like trying to move a freaking bull, and he totally ignores my attempts to get free. His hand is pulling at my clothes, and fear shoots through me. Would he? No, he couldn’t do something like that. I mean, Tjeck is one of the few men who sees she-wolves as worth something; forcing himself on someone is as far from him as you can get. “What the fuck is going on here?” I don’t know if I feel mostly relieved or scared when I hear KC’s angry voice from the door. “Get your nasty hands off her.” “Fuck off, KC. Can’t you see you are interrupting something important?” Tjeck mumbles against my lips before attacking my neck. For a second, I see fear and pain in KC’s eyes. Oh lord, he is scared I am a willing pa

*Zombie* “Why do we have to work with them? We should just let Christopher wipe out the whole bunch,” Clay says, pacing back and forth in my office like a caged animal. “And then what? Do you really think Christopher will just hand over the underworld to us? If we start fighting amongst ourselves, you and I will only survive as long as that snake finds us useful,” I reply, shaking my head in frustration. He stops and looks at me, his expression shifting. “We could make a deal. Gather all the money we can collect and disappear… somewhere no one knows us. The Capitol, maybe.” “And abandon everyone? Your pack, the people who are counting on you?” I pause, my gaze steady on him. He shrugs nonchalantly. “I’d probably bring a couple of people with me. Why should the rest matter to me?” “Because you are their Alpha; they’re under your protection,” I insist. “That’s not something to be taken lightly. Proclaiming yourself a leader over others comes with a significant responsibility.” “A

*Thorn* I stroll down the street, inhaling deeply, letting the crisp, fresh air fill my lungs. I’m not headed anywhere specific; I simply needed to escape for a moment, to stretch my legs and reclaim my place in the world outside those four confining walls. It’s time for me to reconnect with real free life. I know my sister only wants to protect me, and I genuinely appreciate her concern. But I can’t spend the rest of my days cooped up indoors, living in fear, then I might as Well be dead. The past year has been a whirlwind of introspection and books, and I’ve developed a nagging feeling… an instinctive urge… that there’s something more out there for me, something I’m meant to do, but the specifics elude me. As I approach the park, I notice that there is a small gathering near the skateboarding ramps. My curiosity piqued, I draw closer, and my heart sinks. A couple of Sunny’s younger pack members have a young girl cornered, her wide eyes betraying her fear. I can already see how th