All Chapters of Beyond The Pack's Judgement : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Freya's POV “Traitors! Filth! Death to the Nolans!”The screams of the crowd slammed into me from all sides, a physical force that made my small body tremble. The air was thick with the smell of angry sweat and rain-soaked earth. I was seven years old, lost in a forest of angry legs, my tiny hand clenched tightly in my father’s.“Daddy?” I whimpered, my voice a tiny feather in a hurricane.He looked down at me, his face pale but his eyes clear and steady. The noise seemed to fade for just a second when he looked at me. He knelt, his large hands framing my face, his calloused thumbs wiping away tears I didn’t even know were falling.“Freya,” he said, his voice a low, calm rumble that was just for me. “My brave girl. You listen to me. You be strong. Always. No matter what happens today, no matter what they say. You be strong. You hear me?”I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. I didn’t understand what was happening, only that the air crackled with a terrible fear.Then rough hands gr

Declan’s POVMy boots felt like they were filled with lead as I walked toward my father’s study... or as everyone called it, the throne room. My heart was doing a frantic drum solo against my ribs. I could already hear his voice, that low, rumbling thunder that promised a storm of disappointment.Deep breath, Ramsey. You’ve faced worse.Yeah, right. The only thing worse than facing down a rival Alpha was facing my dad after wrecking his favorite toy.I pushed the heavy oak doors open. The room was all dark wood and intimidation, just like him. And there he was, Alpha Victor Ramsey, behind his massive desk. He looked up and those piercing eyes locked onto me. I braced myself.“Father, I am so sorry about the car,” the words tumbled out in a rush. “It was a moment of stupid, reckless judgement and I take full responsibility. The repairs are being handled and I will pay for every... ”He held up a hand. I shut up instantly.And then… he smiled? It was a small one, barely a twitch of his

Declan's POV“How dare you stand up for a low blood like her? Have you forgotten whose son you are?” Father roared, his alpha aura burning more than a cremation chamber. I stared straight into his eyes. A murderous intent was burning up inside of him. I could feel it, but it was not enough to sweep me off my stand.“If you want to get to Freya, then you will have to pass through me first.” I growled. My bones cracked as I transformed further. I now stood twice as tall before the guards, who shrunk under my gaze, and couldn’t dare to make any move.My father’s eyes flashed with rage. His palms curled up into fists, and the cracking sound his knuckles made sent chilly waves down the guards spines.“Get the traitor here, now!” My father commanded, his thunderous voice shattering the silver teacup Vanessa had on her hand. She let out a loud yelp as her skin got burned by the hot tea. I couldn’t care less.Father threw a sharp gaze at the guards, one telling them that they would be next if