I Quit The Hero's Party Novels & Stories

“Not anymore." Stepping out of the gateway and onto the path that leads me away from everything I used to beg for, I call out, “I, Lillian Harrington, sever my ties with Moonstone Pack. From now on, I will walk on my own path.” I hear Keegan shouting something, but I block his voice out as I step forward, eyes shifting between the three flags of power packs. With a deep breath and conviction, I take a step toward the car of my choice… The pack of my choice.

"I, Beta Blake renounce my Postion as beta and as a member in the Blue Lake Pack." I feel the link snap and nod. "Goodbye Kyle." I turn around and walk out. Leaving Kyle and this pack behind for good.

Her brother is the Gamma, after all. Nora clicks her tongue as she thinks, her face pinching with thought, “The one who was forcefully kicked out is the only one who really fits your criteria, since the others left willingly. Jack was the man who was kicked out right after you left. Should I try to find out more information from my brother?” “If it’s not too much to ask f—” “Healer Harper, you’re needed in the Alpha’s room urgently,” Warrior Rone interrupts, grabbing my arm and pulling me toward the pack house.

The one line on it read, "Thank you for participating." Beneath the card was a sheet of paper. It was a letter I had written to him. The handwriting was steady—so steady that there wasn't the slightest trace of anger or resentment. "Hunter, it's been nine years. I always believed that if I were a little more understanding, a little more generous, and cared a little less… one day, you'd finally see me. "Later, I realized that when I'm not the one who was chosen, no matter how hard I try, all I'll ever get is a participation prize. So, I'm withdrawing from this wedding.

Shadow, the day you fought with your dad and ran away from home–who was it that stayed with you all night in-game, grinding mobs? "That scar on your left wrist, besides me, who else knows how you got it?" Finally, she looked at Matthew, her tone turning especially soft. "Matthew, last time you were about to fight students from the neighboring vocational school, and they brought thirty people– "I kept messaging you in-game, telling you not to act rashly. I said if you got hurt, I'd be heartbroken. "Were those words fake, too?" … One after another, Janet listed intimate details–even mentioning the name of player number three, Miracle Hand's pet dog.

I had not really done anything with him, not in the slightest. After I walked away with Alex, the party was still boozing, but my mind was not there with me anymore. The smell of spilled beer mixed with sweat made my stomach turn. And most of all, with the sight in front of me—the Luna chick and Riven—which I should not have cared about in the first place. But somehow, I couldn't keep my mind off it. I just decided that I couldn't continue with the partying. I excused myself from the buzzing sound of the speakers and the cheers of our teammates and headed back to the dorm. At that point, I just wanted some peace and quiet and nothing more.

The disappointment and disgust in his eyes stabbed into my heart, bit by bit. I didn't answer his accusations. I just calmly put the scattered crystals into a worn-out leather pouch and spoke softly, but my voice was firm. "I'll use these to get my mother the simplest headstone, and then I'm leaving. Ryker, I call upon the Moon Goddess to witness: from this moment on, I break our mate bond." "I, Selena, willingly give up my title as Luna of the Howling Moon Pack." A strange silence filled the small hut for a long time, so long I could almost hear my own heart breaking.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying, Jeremy.” I didn’t give myself time to hesitate. Slowly, I slid the Lord’s ring off my left hand. I had purposely worn it here, for the removal to show my plain intent. The metal was cold against my finger- symbolic, suffocating, and tied to every moment of regret roped to this brotherhood. I placed it on the large black box in front of Dante with a soft metallic click. It echoed around the room. “I’m quitting,” I repeated. “And I will no longer follow the Lords’ rules.”

I just felt Done. "Mommy?" Hope and Leo appeared at the edge of the plaza. They looked at Jackson, then at the fire in my eyes. "Let's go home," I said, taking their hands. We left Jackson in the Square—the same way he had left me. No pack, no power, and no future. Only the snow and the silence of the North. The First Betrayal is erased. The Queen has no more ghosts.

Moria’s body was slowly vanishing. “I love you Johannes Harlequin Moriarty, my hero, you can return to your world now,” Moria said with her usual soft melodic voice. “No, stay with me, stay with me Moria,” Harlequin cried. It was a scene to behold. Holding in his arms his most beloved goddess as she slowly disappear, the hero shed a waterfall of tear, clutching Moria tightly as if it could prevent her from going away. “Remember that day we sat under the shade of the biggest tree in the Pinwood?” Moria asked the tear filled hero.