Darkest Beta Squad Novels & Stories

Jessica held onto my shirt, trying to prevent me from moving forward. I placed my hand on her hand and gently encouraged her to release me. I moved closer to the Beta, before stopping in front of him. “I am the Beta of the Full Moon Pack. I would love to see you try to destroy me,” I said as his face went white. “My apologies Beta. Is the Alpha aware you are with his daughter? She is to be married this morning,” the Beta responded as he took a step back.

He fought to keep her close, his muscles quivering and his hold firm. She remarked, her tears staining his chest, "Don't release me." "I will not." He growled, pushing his forehead against hers. “I promise, I won’t.” However, the pressure was tremendous. Damien’s fighters wavered, caught between their Alpha’s orders and their allegiance to their Beta. Marcus couldn't do anything, he reeked of fear while Lucien watched with satisfaction as though everything was going according to his plans. The shadows hissed more intensely, their sound resonating in her mind. You are ours. Stop resisting. Stop fighting. You are the heir. The vessel. The end.

Elias shuffled to the other side of the table. Every bone in my body froze, my fingers still above the tablet's screen. "What would he possibly want with her?" I heard myself growl as I snapped my eyes away from the tablet to Elias and the others who were also in the room. "And that's what we're getting at," Duke rose from where he sat, a loose curl brushing the side of his face. Too much time had passed since I'd last seen him, since we'd last all seen him. It's always been the four of us, with me being Jacob's favourite. That should've probably made me less psychotic but things weren't the usual with Jacob. No. His favourites could likely be referred to as his worst from a normal person's

She was here, yet powerless to aid the very people she had begun to care about. Hours passed before the sound of footsteps approached the shelter door. Tension filled the room as it swung open, revealing Alpha Mike, his face marked with smudges of dirt and blood, but his stance firm. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on Lola. She met his gaze, unable to look away. “Everyone, listen,” he began, his voice calm yet commanding. “The vampires have retreated for now. But they will be back. We must remain prepared.” Relief washed over the crowd, but Lola could see the exhaustion in his eyes, the weight he bore for his pack.

Pain exploded through my scalp as Beta Max’s fingers twisted into my hair, yanking my head back. A feral growl rumbled in my chest, but I swallowed it down. This wasn’t just Max being angry. This was Max being something else entirely. The Beta I once knew—the man who had thrown himself between me and a pack of rogues, the man who had whispered my name like it was the only word that mattered—was gone. His face twisted in rage, his golden eyes sharp and murderous as they bore down on me like I was the enemy.

Sarah whispers to me as I kiss her forehead and wait for the next update. “Beta Sam is down, Gamma. He tried to catch the SUV, but was tossed from the vehicle,” my head warrior advises. “We have lost the Luna,” the warrior replies dejectedly. It is a blow to all of us. Now I can only hope Miranda can help where we could not. “Get the Beta to the Pack house immediately,” I reply coldly as I contemplate what to do next.

That his preferences were somehow… objectively better. It’s amazing what insecurity lets people get away with. Not anymore. Currently, Taylor Swift is singing loudly through my apartment speakers while I work. Kenneth would have hated it. Which somehow makes me love it even more. My laptop chimes. Nine a.m. Team meeting. I grab my coffee and settle into my desk chair before clicking Join. One by one, familiar faces fill the screen. Eight sleepy designers. Two illustrators. One perpetually caffeinated project manager. And finally, Chloe Yunda.

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If so, we’ll hunt them down until we catch them. “Tracker, I’m going to need you as backup monitoring Beta Squad,” I say, pulling up the security system in Yorick and Cyra’s pack and hacking in to it. “On it,” she says. With Hacker working with Alpha Squad, I have been working with Vivienne and her team, and, therefore, Beta Squad, acting as backup to Alpha Squad. Tracker has been splitting her time between tracking Stellan and helping me locate the dead she-wolf and her pup. I contacted Councilman Edward to let him know what Vivienne and her team found and got approval to send Beta Squad in to get their bodies.

Would the pack split apart trying to choose sides? Beta Shane clenched his jaw. He respected Alpha Jake, but this-this secret-was too dangerous to hold alone. He turned and walked down the stairs. He needed time to think. Maybe... maybe someone from the elder council should know. Maybe even Witch Leah. If a war was coming, the Moonlit Pack had to prepare-not hide. He looked up toward the mansion's front doors, the sun pouring in through the cracks. "Let's just hope this doesn't break us all," he muttered. Then he walked outside, the weight of a secret war heavy on his shoulders.