Betrayed By My Pack - Wolfless Hybrids Escape Novels & Stories

“We don’t… want … to hurt… you,’ my breaths are ragged, and I can barely form words. Even though I’m sure Jason has mind-linked him with the same information, he is still baring his teeth in an attack position. Jason sits back on his hind legs beside me as I bend forward, catching my breath. “We are looking for survivors from the Howler’s Pack,” I say when I have my speaking capability back. “We don’t want to hurt you. We are traveling across the country to find other survivors like us,” I finish, and he at least stops growling at us. Jason shifts back next to me, and the brown-grey wolf cocks his head, staring at him. “I should’ve picked up your clothes on the way,” I grumble under my breat

He had not taken his eyes off Williams since he began his story, the random pack attack was becoming a nightmare in the wolf world. "How do they plan to build the half-breed army, sounds like a far-fetched plan." Justine rebuffed at the idea "They are using scientists and injections, metals, and some chemicals. I saw them transform a human into a beast." William countered. "If they are all powerful, how did you manage to escape?" Drake asked the question bugging him since the narrative began. "See in the destruction done on our pack my beta and I knew it was best we surrendered and remained in the shadows, it did not take long for our captors to forget about us and we took the opportunity to

“You should have let me be. But, I knew that you wouldn’t let me walk away alive. With your reputation it was expected. But now, it’s too late.” The ground under our paws suddenly started to tremble. My ears perked up, sensing danger from all sides. The pack stood their ground preparing themselves for what was about to happen. We readied ourselves for an ambush, but this was something else, something unnatural. Low rumbling growls echoed from the shadows around us, no one that belonged to my pack. My heart started to race, I knew what was about to happen wasn’t anything good. Marcus had not just led me and my pack into a trap, but he led us into a complete nightmare. From the shadows figures

Emma's voice trembled with a mix of sadness and determination as she addressed the pack, their expectant faces turning towards her. "Pack members, gather around. I have grave news to share," she began, her voice steady despite the tumultuous emotions raging within her. "The traitor among us, the one who has conspired against our unity, our purpose, is none other than Luna—the one we have trusted with our lives." Suddenly Luna stepped back, like she was in awe. They were met with a collective gasp, a chorus of disbelief that echoed through the chamber. The pack members looked upon the exposed traitor with a mix of anger, hurt, and betrayal. The bonds of trust that had been severed now hung by

The next steps seemed uncertain, a puzzle missing a few vital pieces. Jake, my steadfast beta, approached and settled beside me. His presence offered a silent comfort, and as he placed his right hand on my shoulder, I felt the weight lift, if only for a moment. His eyes spoke volumes, understanding the internal battles I waged. "We've faced the worst, Sergio," Jake said, his voice a low murmur of encouragement. "Now, we build something better." I decided to head to the Rose pack territory. Trevor, the new Alpha, stood at the heart of his pack, addressing the assembled wolves. The air was charged with anticipation as he recounted the tale of his exile, the lies, and the burden of being misund

He barreled into the fight, teeth flashing, he grabbed one of 'em, then shifted mid stride. His form hit the ground, I swear the ground shook. White streaks cutting through his grey fur like lightning. His eyes now yellow burned like lanterns. Way better than Beatrice's if I might add. His wolf wasn’t as big as Aaron’s but still massive, the Bloodhound pack didn’t turn into wolves. They turned into weapons. He bared his teeth, at the shadow thingy now underneath his paw. Someone slid into their midst, Avery. Aaron’s sister.

“If you want to stay in my pack you must prove your loyalty. I need to know you will not bring danger to my people. I also need to know how you plan to contribute to the pack. Every wolf here has a purpose. What will yours be?” My heart raced. This was the moment everything could fall apart. “I will earn my place.” I said. “I’ll work. I’ll train. I’ll help however I can. I’m not here to cause harm. I just want a chance to live without fear.” He studied me again like he wanted to see if my words would break. Then he spoke. “Make a pact with the pack. If you betray us the bond will expose you. Are you willing?” My breath shook. A pact was not small. Not for someone like me but I held my hands

“She has no wolf, she is weak.” “You mean to tell me, your family has shunned, my mate, your Luna Queen, and you are still acting proud?” I yelled. I heard of wolfless werewolves, but I have known of the pack still caring for them, I had only known werewolves in other countries banishing them. “Who dare make my Luna cry, you will pay with your life,” Another voice came over the phone. “Will I Corey?” I retorted trying to keep my anger from spilling out.

“Yes, Alpha. I could stay and fight, everyone is heading that way, she’ll follow the crowd naturally.” “No! Get her to safety first. She is my priority,” Nothing can happen to her before I’ve had a chance to give her the life she deserves. I’d never forgive myself if she leaves this world feeling abandoned and unloved when nothing could be further from the truth. No fracking time like the present, asshole, my wolf growls within me. I ignore my wolf’s jibe even though I missed him speaking to me, and I reach out to the other pack members who were on patrol, none of the eight responded. That can only mean they are dead.

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you