Caleb Pack Death Novels & Stories

I say. Caleb stands taller. “Does my favored think so little of me to think that I would allow myself to be killed like this? I am Alpha. I will not be taken down in those pack lands or anywhere else.” “You will be outnumbered,” one of the advisors said. “It won’t matter.” Caleb sounds so damn confident that it’s difficult not to believe in him. It’s only because I’ve seen the opposite with my own eyes that gives me pause. I was the one who found Caleb’s body in the alley, covered in silver bullet holes and too weak to defend himself.

Two gammas were standing behind the beta. “Caleb is dead.” He informed me. There was no need to give out more information to know how important this situation was. Caleb is Dead? How? A sudden feeling of anger ravaged through me. My fists were clenched by my sides. The killings had subsided for a while only to continue again. Whoever was doing this was messing with me. “Lock down the borders. Multiply the gammas securing the pack. Now.” I instructed the other two gammas but they didn't move.

Their faces were grim, bloodstained, like they’d seen too much already. “Boss,” one of them called out, voice heavy. “ Caleb’s gone. We found him dead in the car…He didn’t make it. Apparently he died from blood loss or shock but I'm not sure..” I stopped listening. He’s dead too. They were all dead. Agatha. Jon. Caleb.

Who knows the damage Caleb would have done to her body before she's found? “Alpha, most of the videos found had led nowhere. It keeps leading round and round this same place. Nothing is working alright.” Jephta sighed, looking hopeless. “What about you, Nicholas? What have you done?” I growled. “Every pack is aware that Caleb is now a wanted man, and they've promised stark cooperation,” Nicholas sighed. “Also, Alpha, the deaths of three packs came in just today, with the exact same signs and symptoms that killed the first ones.”

Caleb cared so much about his father's approval, tried so hard to make Ethan happy. And Ethan couldn't even be bothered to be with him for the most important training session before his coming-of-age ceremony. Eighteen years old, just about to become an adult, and my Caleb died like that, on the Stone Pack's sacred land. "The Alpha's son is dead," Beta Marcus had told me last night, his voice trembling. "An ambush by a rival pack... We were too late." I knelt by Caleb, my hands shaking as I touched his pale face. The smell of blood filled the air, moonlight shining on his closed eyes.

39 - Payback Caleb Pretending to be dead and trying not to breathe was a difficult task. Especially having your dad, your dad’s wife who’s your ex, your hot older girlfriend and boyfriend crying and sobbing over you as the nurse (dad’s colleague) drags your body to the mortuary for the fake autopsy.

Caleb sits with his back to a wall, listening to two conversations at once, smiling before anyone has said the funny part. Pack, Maya thinks. Then: group. Then: stop being weird about nouns.

I swear I am seeing ghosts now. “I know what you are thinking. It’s not Dominick. This Kaleb and this is his dad Liam. Kaleb is the beta of a pack in the pacific northwest. He is also Kylani’s mate. Your damn fiance better not come looking for you. I don’t feel like dying today.” Tarlek explains.

He has already proven able to escape; he'll most likely receive an execution sentence this time around. Caleb was to return to his pack and wait for Kane to reach out with their next orders. Caleb was to inform Kane that Zack Miller had gone out on patrol that morning but hadn’t returned yet, if Kane asked. Kane was to remain unaware that anything was amiss with his control and plans. After we received our orders, Caleb departed and took half of the anti-serums with him. He would stop and give it to all the Alphas affected on his end, and I would handle the remaining while leading two dozen warriors to protect and patrol the Cherry Ridge grounds.

The car was silent. Only two sets of breathing remained, one heavy, one shallow. Mom froze. "What do you mean?" Dad's voice was very soft. By the end, it shook with tears. "Exactly what you think it means. Caleb is dead. "The medical examiner said he was struck by a freight truck and died at the scene. What's inside this box is his ashes." Mom's expression changed. I drifted toward her and reached out, wanting to touch her hair the way she used to comfort me.