Exiled Souls Mc Novels & Stories

At the mention of the wolf fang, Jim recalled the day I'd slapped Kelly over it. Only now did he realize it was the last keepsake from my father. But what had he done? Jim staggered, and his voice trembled. "W-What about his body?" "Rogue corpses get dumped in the wasteland." Without a word, Jim drove deep into the wasteland. He sped recklessly while muttering to himself. "No way. There's just no way. With so many rogues here, they must've mixed it up." The wasteland's depths hid a mountain of corpses. Most rogues ended up here after dying. Some were reduced to bones after decaying, while others were gobbled up by griffins circling overhead.

“A doorway to a world devoid of power. Devoid of allies. Devoid of return.” My stomach twisted so hard I nearly folded in half. “No,” I whispered. “No, you cannot.” He blinked at me like I had suggested something inconvenient, such as rescheduling my execution. “You are to be exiled beyond the reach of magic. Beyond the reach of this kingdom. Beyond the reach of all who might protect or follow you.” “No return?” I gasped. “No way back? No path home?” “You will walk among mortals,” he said. “You will forget this life. This place. This realm.”

All of them looked as shocked as Seren when she saw me, the only difference is, I didn't share that shock with them. Instead, I already started to question if I was alive and this was my hell. A depiction of what I was supposed to suffer for eternity. "You're awake, thank God ," Zander commented, sounding a bit relieved but the look on his face said otherwise. "What happened?" I asked, hoping that someone would actually answer me so that I could get a better picture of what happened. "You tell us. You're the one that Exile took off with after killing our men." Ryder spat.

"From this day onward, the Moonstone Wolf pack will now be known as the Lone Star Wolf pack once more, and our ties with Silas have ended for good!" When I left, I could hear whispers behind me about what just happened. "Freya really is exiling him from the pack..." "He used to be such a powerful Alpha. What will happen to him if he joins another pack? Will he turn around and attack us?" "But Freya has made her stand quite clear…" Greta could be heard sobbing as she said, "What should we do now, Silas?" As everyone continued talking about it, I turned to leave. I wanted to see what a Rogue exiled from the pack would do with a stupid and weak she-wolf by his side. Would he be able to rise aga

” An alpha I wasn’t very familiar with raised his hand, and the host allowed him to speak. “I understand your concern, Alpha Vince. But why would they want to terrorise your people? Do you have any enmity with them? Or did you exile a wolf from your territory who might hold a grudge against you?” “I didn’t exile anyone within the past six years of my leadership. But I might know a wolf who was exiled from another pack, who might have a grudge against me,” I said. “Oh? Who?” Alpha John asked. “His name is Nathan. He was married to Cheryl Willow of Moonshine, but due to a series of events, he was exiled from the pack a few months ago,” I explained, not giving a glance towards the representativ

We ate our dessert while waiting for the reply. “On a body. It was tattooed on his dick,” Dax texted. “Ouch,” I said and Duke smiled. MCTM. It couldn’t be that simple. They had money and they weren’t above murder, especially of women. “Miles Cartwright and Trett McDowell,” I said. “Miles ran an escort service and Moon shut him down when he decided to play with Celina.” Several things ran through my mind. “They’re gay. Miles opened an animal club in lower Buckeye.” I held up my left hand. “I thought with these fingers, I might be able to get work there.”

Eventually, though, the pain ebbed, and I was left with a raw, dull ache. I looked up at Jax, expressionless. He’d just broken our bond, the most sacred bond in our world, and he was going to issue his punishment now. But I didn’t care. Death or exile were both the same at this point. No punishment could even come close to the pain Jax had just caused me. “Selene Stone, you are hereby exiled from the Cresent Moon Pack,” Jax said in an expressionless voice as the crowd cheered. So...exile it was. I was now officially a rogue. Was that better than death or worse? I couldn’t tell. Everything felt surreal.

Dante's office was darker than usual when I entered. He stood by the window, silhouette framed against city lights, tension radiating from every line of his body. "They voted unanimously," he said without turning. "Every council elder. Every Alpha representative. Even Elder Hawthorne, who had been advocating for leniency. All of them agreed you are too dangerous to exist in supernatural society." "So I am officially condemned," I said. "You are officially exiled from all pack territories. Banned from council grounds. Forbidden from supernatural gatherings." He finally turned to face me. "And if you violate the exile, if you set foot anywhere near pack lands or council jurisdiction, they have

I whispered over the roar of the crowd. “This is the underground,” Roland explained, leaning close so her voice wouldn't carry. “Fighting, high-stakes gambling, territory disputes... everything happens down here, whether the human laws consider it legal or illegal.” She winked at the word "illegal," making my heart skip a beat. Sensing my confusion, she took a breath. “Let me lay it out clearly for you.” Still looking at Orion through my periphery, I listened intently as Roland leaned in. “We are bear shifters, obviously,” she murmured. “But to the outside world, this entire operation—and the Alpha himself—runs under a different title. Welcome to the Boulderback MC.”

“You can’t do this—sorry, what? Did you say exile?” Evren also looks taken aback by this. “Evren, Luca, Reed, and Jace Aldair,” Alpha Yoseff thunders. “As the Alpha of the Stormblood pack, I am imposing upon you the punishment of exile. You will never set foot on this island again. If you do, you will expect no mercy from any of us. All your properties here will be sold, and with Emery Aldair dead and no heirs left, the Crystal Ridge pack will be dismantled. From this moment on, you are lone wolves. You may build a new pack if you wish, but it cannot be on Kaelara. You are also forbidden from reaching out to any werewolf on this island unless they leave this place and approach you first.”