Betrayed By My Pack - Wolfless Hybrids Escape Novels & Stories

“You know well enough what happened the last time a human was brought into our pack. It ended in…” “In tragedy, yes.” Umma’s tone turned cold. “But perhaps you forget the other tragedy? That my son was born wolfless. And yet, he found Anisa, married her and miraculously his wolf awoke. Isn’t that a miracle? One we’ve hoped for since Elian was born?” The chamber went still.

"I'm sorry. I just... I'm scared, Byrde. What if I hurt someone? What if I hurt you?" He cups my face. "You won't." "You don't know that." "I trust you." "Well, I don't trust me!" Before anyone can stop me, I uncork the vial and drink it. The effect is immediate. Fire races through my veins. I drop to my knees, screaming. Images flood my mind - memories that aren't mine. I see the first marked wolf, blessed by the moon goddess herself. I see the Collector as he truly is - not a man but something ancient, something hungry. I see hundreds of years of marked wolves being captured, controlled, turned into weapons.

Destinee POV. Nightmares were never an issue until a week ago. It has been two years since I rejected my pack and it has been eighteen months since I felt the pain of betrayal, well that was until a week ago. My mate was engaged in sexual activity with another. Aura wasn’t impressed and since the first waves of the betrayal, she has become savage. She is ruthless when she is in control, and it’s frightening. She has told me that the pain of betrayal can turn wolves feral and she is no exception to that rule. If anything, the fact that she is the Moon Goddess in wolf form makes it worse. The mate bond is supposed to be sacred, not something to be betrayed, yet here we are.

he said impatiently. Talen grabbed up Heath and slid out of the car. There were two other 4WDs parked before the warehouse, ones that he did not recognize, with four bored looking werewolves in khaki leaning against the bonnet. The Point Crest Triquetra had been successful in reaching the pack headquarters, he thought absently as he crossed the pavement to the door of the warehouse… “Have you ever turned a werewolf?” Leighton wondered over his shoulder. He held his wife’s hand across his body and placed his other hand in the small of her back, in a casual affection and esteem of his lover.

That's minutes, Alpha lil had wanted to punch him in the face but he restrain himself cuz tiger might kill him there and what he had planned to do as to take revenge on his mate and brother and wife deaths won't be accomplished if he make a single mistake. He had promised himself to take things slow and steady not to look suspicious. When he was brought back to his Park, he was surprised the park look deserted like no one was living there anymore, he strode along the street and went to different houses to check if the people were there, to his utmost surprise almost all the members of the park were all gone to another wolves Park away from their Park, he got to know from his pack members tha

’ Lia my wolf said with boldness inside me but i shook my head. ‘That is definitely not true. You and i both know.’ I gave her a glare as Willams kept going in places which was covered with woods, The same woods i tried escaping from the first night i came, the same one i ran from when Louis first betrayed me. I should definitely get a running from Louis medal. ‘I bet he would go on his knees for you if only you ask.’ Lia responded, i tried not to show too much facial expressions so i wouldn’t come off as mad to Williams who was way too focused on driving me out of the Pack’s territory.

"We'll get you sharp again, Tristan. But first, meet the new pack members." Tristan's eyes widened as he took in the diverse group of wolves, each with unique markings and abilities. There was Keila, a sleek black wolf with lightning-fast reflexes; Lila, a gentle giant with incredible strength; and Jax, a mischievous gray wolf with unparalleled agility. Kaida began the training session, pushing Tristan to his limits. They ran through obstacle courses, practiced combat techniques, and honed their senses. Tristan's wolf instincts began to resurface, his body responding instinctively to Kaida's commands.

“Every step we take toward transparency is a step away from those dark days. We must remain vigilant, yes, but also steadfast in our commitment to each other and to the pack. In our unity, there is strength enough to overcome any hidden threat.” Their whispered conversation blended with the night’s quiet sounds—a pact to guard their unity against any shadows that might try to return. In that moment, as the compound settled into a tentative, determined peace, every wolf knew that while the echoes of betrayal might occasionally resurface, they would always be met with the unwavering light of truth and the unbreakable bond of their shared destiny.

A powerful one whose unhinged black wolf was possibly the only one who could face down a Hybrid alone and win right now. Genevieve was apparently happy too. I had once imagined and confided in Franz that she was something different. He’d laughed and told me I just have a thing for women who tell me what to do. /Freya will be fine/ Rush urged, although quite why he felt the need to lace my memory with her orange blossom scent confused me. Whatever. The Hybrids are terrifying no doubt about it Wolves stolen from mighty fighters such as Shadowlands legends Jackson and Kharkov. The golden-eyed Betas of Rising Star. Powerful wolves who dominated the battlefield. With two wolves the enemy was supe

an elder spoke from behind the beta. Oh, I was a rogue wolf. My brother Markus had escaped from the pack's prison, and we fled the pack that night. We lived in hiding for a month, but he had been so angry that he went back to Crescent Hills Pack, and rammed a truck into the Alpha's vehicle.