All Chapters of Blood of the Pack: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Alice had always been good at pretending.She didn’t think of it as lying, it was more like survival. At Westbridge High, where everything seemed to revolve around who made the swim team, who was dating who, and which table you sat at during lunch, being “different” wasn’t just awkward, it was social suicide. And Alice Ashford? She was very different.So she played her part. She smiled when teachers made eye contact, laughed at the right moments, kept her grades up, and wore the mask of the quiet, slightly pretty new girl. Not invisible, new students never were, but not remarkable either. Just Alice. Dark hair, shy, uncertain on which crowd to join.No one knew that while other kids spent weekends attending parties, clubbing , shopping, or gossiping over sleepovers, Alice’s weekends were the opposite. She spent them polishing silver blades until they could reflect the light, practicing with a crossbow until her arms trembled, and memorizing drawings of beasts most people thought were

Alice stood in front of her mirror like it had officially declared her its worst enemy. Which honestly wasn’t a lie, mirrors always seemed out to get her. They pointed out every uneven strand of hair, the smeared eyeliner, and the weird smile that made her look like she’d just sniffed something rotten.But tonight? Tonight the mirror felt personal.Her bed looked very untidy. Piles of clothes everywhere, hoodies, jeans, random tops that all screamed “I tried out ten outfits and now i hate my life”She pulled on a dark blue shirt, checked the mirror, and groaned.“Nope. I look like I’m going to some family dinner, not a date.”She pulled it off and tossed it to the mountain of rejects.Next, a gray tee with ripped jeans. She tilted her head, frowned.“Perfect… if I wanted to look like an extra in a Netflix teen movie.”By outfit number six, sweat dropped down her forehead and her stomach buzzed like a bee hive. Her pulse pounded so hard it almost drowned out her thoughts. This wasn’t s

The figures vanished into the night.One second, Liam and Kane, stood facing each other, their bodies stiff like they were ready to fight. The tension was so strong it felt like the air itself was pressing down. The next moment, their shapes slipped into the darkness, disappearing too quickly to be natural. Alice’s breath caught in her throat.Every hunter instinct she had screamed that something wasn’t right.Her heart pounded, but her legs were already moving before her mind told her to stop. She followed their trail into the shadows, the ground soft enough to dull her footsteps. This was exactly what she’d been trained for, moving quietly, tracking signs no one else would notice, chasing in the dark. If not for that training, she might have stayed frozen on the sidewalk, pretending nothing had happened. But she couldn’t ignore it. Her gut told her it mattered.The trail wasn’t obvious. Just a strange ripple in the air, a faint heat in the breeze. She followed it into the woods behi