Dark Deception Mama Bear Novels & Stories

“Your mum studied the earth. She was a geologist and she was the one that saved the lives of all of us that day. She found a secret underground exit. She could have easily carried you and left the pack abandoning all of us to our fate, but she didn’t. She called my father, Elder Xin and told him her discoveries. My father was the one that wanted to see her dead the most, but she did not mind. Our pack was now her pack as well and she wanted to do her best to save us all.” “Lucky you met the nice Damon,” Xavier laughed. “Can’t even happen with some of us.” “Your mum was really nice,” Elder Xhang smiled. “She called Elder Xin and told him that there was most likely a place in the earth around

The doubts clawed at my mind, taunting me with the possibility that I had been deceived, that my compassion had been misplaced. But the tangled web of secrets did not end there. The eavesdropped conversation between Alpha Weston's mother and a mysterious figure shrouded in shadows echoed through my thoughts. The revelation of a spell cast upon her own son, a spell whose purpose remained a haunting mystery, twisted my perception of the world around me. How deep did the darkness run? What other secrets were concealed within the walls of our pack?

But just as she was settling into a particularly vindictive scheme, her phone buzzed on the desk, interrupting her thoughts. Curious, she glanced at the screen. A news alert flashed before her eyes: **"Shocking Revelations: The Scott Family's Dark Secrets Exposed!"** Her heart raced as she clicked on the link, her stomach sinking as she read the headline. The article detailed an explosive exposé revealing her parents’ involvement in the murder of Aria’s biological mother, the takeover of properties, and the deceptive adoption of Aria.

she teased, pretending to be annoyed but smiling. “Honeeeeey…” Dark dragged the word, full of affection and laughter. “There’s no one new… you’re the only old one I’ll love forever.” She froze for a second, then laughed as she hit her pillow. “You’re crazy! If you were here, I’d have pulled your hair already!” They both laughed loudly again, and in between the laughter and sweetness, they felt that no matter what problems came, there was always room for joy and love. “My mother… Beth,” Dark suddenly said, lowering his voice as if sharing something special. “She’s with me… she’s helping Yaya Lyka and Yaya Rhea take care of the twins.”

That got him nowhere, but six feet underground. Calix's mother was a dangerous woman. She was someone you wouldn't like to be reckoned with. She was too powerful for her own good. Everyone thought she was a little angel when she met her mate, but no one knew how wrong they were. Maybe even his own mother thought she, herself, could be good enough and fake it until she made it. The truth is that the darkness is something you can’t quite get rid of by just faking it the light.

“Gee...what a pity you're gonna have to return it all.“ The smile on Madam Rosanna's face vanished. “Again? Come on, you need to stop wasting opportunities. Those men out there are willing to pay whatever just for a night. One night, that's all they ask.“ Madam Rosanna was a 42-years old but younger-looking woman who ran El-sol. She was Spanish, red-haired, and a beauty. “I'm sorry, Madam Rosanna. But I'd rather shack-up with an imbecile than pleasure any of those men out there.“ Stacie was changed into her casual clothes and ready to leave. Madam Rosanna held her hand in an angry grip. “What's your problem, Stacie? You're a stripper. Whatever dignity you're trying to protect doesn't exist.

Slater quickly shushed her by pointing his gun in her direction. It wasn’t the recommended strategy, but it worked. “Shut up!” The girl whimpered, cowering back in the cell into the woman behind her. Matthew continued his scan. The fourth girl stood against the wall, her head back against the bricks as her lips moved quickly. He could hear her faintly, and it took a second before he made out the prayer for mercy she was chanting with her eyes closed. Mercy. “Macy Swan?” He asked, knowing from the picture he had studied that this was her, though they had done a hell of a job trying to hide her. Her black hair had been bleached blonde, and make-up was smeared across her face.

Dad wrapped his hot, burning fingers around mine, trying to sit up but falling back as his grip faltered, his arm dropping on the bed with a weak thud. "But it's almost impossible to steal from the wolves." A flicker of worry crossed Dad's expression, like he was scared of the next word he was about to say. "But... the problem is, Alpha Damien Remington... Alpha of the Darkclaws pack, is deadly. People who crossed him… don't always... come back." "So what do we do?" I asked, eyes fixed on Dad. "You should go, Rea." Mum suddenly turned at me, her stern tone causing a shiver down my spine while her face twisted into something furious and dark, something I hadn't seen before.

Within three breaths, her name is the number one search hit across the border lands. The territory's underground forums are howling with vicious messages. "Holy wolf moon! Did that video stream just d******d to my tablet? Amara’s mother is a feral stray!" "Amara always posts those videos showing his perfect, pure Alpha bloodline. Now his own mother is out in public acting like a common omega runner?" "Like mother, like pup. Was Amara’s whole high-ranking persona just a cheap illusion? The entire Western Pack has been conned!"

The omega I had dragged from the ashes of a border raid and thrown into the ranks of my new soldiers, thinking she was just another captive with a stubborn spine. She moved like she was born for it — like fighting was a kind of dance and everyone else was always off the beat. She also moved like she could gut a man and dance in his blood without losing the beat, but she was no goddess. Greybear didn’t smell anything of the sort on her. I didn’t let my expression shift. “She’s no daughter of gods. Just a wolf with too much mouth.” The one on the right smiled faintly, and for a heartbeat, I saw their teeth — far too many, thin and sharp. “The moon hides her children. Even from themselves.”