Betrayed By My Pack - Wolfless Hybrids Escape Novels & Stories

A shaky breath left her. “Lyle, that is the reason why I wanted to talk to you. My pack is safest for hybrids. I have a pack house that only caters to people like us. Conrad, my beta, is also a hybrid and he oversees their special training and helps them in developing their qualities. His wife, who is a pureblood, also helps the pups at the pack house.” She leaned forward and took Lyle’s hands in hers. Then she said softly, “I would love it if you stayed in the Black Crest pack. I know it’s a long shot, but there is a chance that your parents belonged to one of us…” She wanted to tell her that her parents had lost their pup long back, but she didn’t want to bother Lyle at this point of time.

Alpha Jace reminded his daughter about the deal talked about earlier before they went home. “Yeah, I get it.” Ashlyn rolled her eyes and keep herself quiet. “Aside from that report, there were some falling wolves tagging along with them. They were exiled wolves from the same pack but none of the pack could recognize their faces or their scents since they were already falling into their madness side.” Alpha Jace went back on the report since Vladimir was thinking already about how to secure the pack from those fallen rogues' sudden attacks.

The spell was supposed to be made so that whoever it targets would think she is his mate. Alpha Israel was the mastermind behind it all. My pack was killed. Everyone’s dead. Everyone except me. I managed to escape but everytime I felt Iit, the betrayal pains, my wolf would cry out in pain. I traveled through territories. No other pack was willing to take me in, fearing I am cursed. As time passed, so did my anger. I hunted for food, searched for caves to spend the night. They are good against the weather. And when the moon is high, I look above it and think back on the times I used to have it all.

I was going to be a legend. The process began and over the next couple of days, more and more wolves appeared with red eyes. More were dying than the ones that were turning, and I could start to feel the fear around the pack house. I called the wolves together again and gave them a speech about being brave throughout this process. It didn’t do much to stop the fear throughout the pack house and as soon as I had the number of hybrids I needed to control the rest of the wolves, I had them locked up so we could carry on with our experiment. The wolves that were turned already were fiercely loyal to me. I didn’t just think that, they proved it with their actions and it gave me so much pleasure t

The pack was in danger, and I needed to take action. I made a decision that day. I would find a way to get my pack back, no matter the cost. And I knew that Sophia could help me do it. Little did I know, that decision would lead to a journey full of danger, betrayal, and unexpected love. I was lost in thought, replaying the events of the past few days in my mind. The betrayal of my closest friend, Marcus, had left me reeling. How could someone I trusted with my life turn against me like that? The pain of his betrayal was still raw, and I couldn’t shake the anger and bitterness that filled my heart. In my reverie, the popular melodies we used to sing when we are being trained as young werewol

Joshua then called my wolf over to him and he commanded my wolf to make them all shift and the collars were put onto them. After this group had all shifted, they joined in with the rest of the other hybrids and I noticed that the ones from yesterday took over helping them with the basics my wolf had taught them. If we were under different circumstances, I would be proud of my pack for helping each other as a family. Joshua then looked at Eve and me and said, “I need to speak to you two in private.” We followed Joshua into another room, and he turned and looked at us and said to me, “It seems your mate here has betrayed me. She has led her pack straight to us.”

Trailing behind the woman, Parisa began to establish a hierarchy of wolves mentally then eliminating them as she progressed to the top. The elite wolves were considered aristocrats of society, but they were not of his level. That could only leave– Goosebumps fleshed out on her exposed forearms and her steps faltered at the epiphany. “The Lupus is coming?” It was not a question. Eliza had moved on ahead by a few feet. She could see the woman’s broad shoulders tense slightly as if the question had crossed her mind as well. Instead of a reply, Eliza turned into the dining room and began to fuss over the small breakfast platter set out for Parisa.

I trembled all over, tears stinging my eyes, the same words spilling from my mouth: “It wasn’t me who brought that snake! Why won’t you believe me?” But he no longer saw me. His heart had always been with Sylvia. I, the Luna arranged by his family, and the pup inside me were nothing more than an unwanted tether in his bloodline. I watched as he walked away holding Sylvia, my fingers numb. At some point the wolf rune necklace had slipped from my grasp and fallen to the floor, the sharp, clean sound echoing—but it could no longer call back the Alpha who had once sworn to protect me. “You’re still lying! Get out of my sight!”

"Back in my old pack, the Alpha himself was head-over-heels in love with me. He begged me to marry him. He offered me everything a female wolf could ever dream of, and I rejected him without a second thought. I can't love anyone ever again, Kael. Love is a sickness. Love is the exact thing that ended my life once before." She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her back to me as she reached for her undergarments. "After I destroy the royal family, my plan is already set. I am going to relocate to the human lands, far away from packs, crowns, and wolves. I will start all over again there, completely alone. So do yourself a favor, Kael... get rid of every single feeling you think you have

I paused for a second, thinking about my next statement. "We were called the Bloodstream pack and of course, we were a small group of werewolves without a true Alpha." I mentioned, seeing how focused he was as I spoke. "We barely survived though but trust me, we always had each other's back!" I uttered, making my lies more polished and interesting and also less suspicious. "But then, I ran away and became a rogue," I added, hoping to add some credibility to my story. Alpha Chase looked at me with a mixture of sadness and sympathy, and I could tell that he was touched by my words. He reached out to embrace me, but I quickly shifted away from him.