Kill Team: Brood Brothers Novels & Stories

"The Brothers have been watching Winslow. They know your routines, your security measures, your weak points. When they attack and they will attack it's going to be brutal." "Let them come," Cameron said coldly. "We'll be ready." I wished I shared his confidence, but fear had wrapped its icy fingers around my heart. The Brothers of Vengeance had killed an Alpha, murdered a Luna, and orchestrated chaos across multiple packs. What chance did we really have against an enemy that organized and ruthless? As if sensing my thoughts, Cameron pulled me closer. "We'll get through this," he whispered. "Together." I nodded, wanting to believe him. Wanting to believe that love and unity could triumph over

“But there’s an update on your brother’s death.” The word brother hit harder than it should have. My jaw tightened. I dragged in smoke, slow and controlled. “What update?” I asked flatly. “I thought you idiots cleared his death of any scheme. You told me it was clean. Drunk driver. No connections.” I had earlier suspected the Hunters Brotherhood. Our rivals. Manhattan’s other apex predators. They were always pushing at our borders, always testing our patience, but we had a treaty. No touching a finger on family or lovers or children.

Zayn chuckled. “What my brother is trying to say is that, if you want your families to live, you need to give us the names of every Alpha that swore fealty to you and you need to do it now.” Zach added. “I believe what my boys are trying to say is that if you refuse to do what we’ve asked of you, you’ll be sent back to your individual white rooms and every 12 hours, I’ll kill a member of your family in front of you—one from each side and I’ll dump the body inside the room with you until there aren’t any more members of your families left to kill.”

He cuts in. “Sir! You just missed them. There was an accident—the lady, she fell. Miller took her to the hospital.” “Fell?” I roar, stepping into the guard’s space. I grab the front of his shirt, my vision tunneling. “How does someone just fall and leave that much blood on the floor?” “Not that much, sir.” “What?” “It was your brother, sir,” the guard stammers, his eyes wide. “Odin. He was in the room. They were arguing and..."

I said and pulled out the knife for Brody to see. He stared with mouth agape. His eyes shone as he looked at the knife. “No matter how hard anyone tries, you cannot win a battle against Killian. Your brothers would die in a short while. We had to hurry. All you need to do is come behind me and let me take care of it.”

I walked out of the meeting room quickly before anyone could see the tears forming in my eyes. As I made it to the hallway, I found an empty alcove, pressed my back against the wall, and just let the memories crash over me. My oldest brother, Garrett. He was strong, brave, and protecting the younger children until his throat was torn out. My second brother, Thomas, who was fast and skilled, was cut down as he tried to reach the weapons cache. Finn. Marcus. David. Leon. All of them. Gone. And my nephew, Little Erik. He was only twelve years old. He had tried to hide and tried to be brave, but they found him.

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

"But they're supposed to be siblings, although only in name!" "Oh my god! Has Alpha Zachary gone out of his mind?" Whispers erupted amongst the pack members. Several elders couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, their faces as dark as thunder. "Do you even know what you're saying, Alpha Zachary? This is against the law of nature! She is your sister! Even if she's not blood-related to you, she is still your sister in name! We will never approve of it—" "Did I say I was asking for your approval?" Zachary asked, interrupting the elder right in the middle of his sentence. His Alpha aura exploded just then, causing the elders to turn pale and their legs to turn to jelly. Some of them

Third Person Point of View Gerald and Gary thought they'd misheard. Murder? Before they could react, Zachary punched them. "You monsters! I'll kill you today!" Fueled by rage, he slammed Gerald to the floor, raining blows with unrestrained fury. Gary rushed forward to intervene, but Zachary's kick sent him crashing into the corner. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Eventually, the police stepped in and dragged Zachary away. Only then did the brothers exhale in relief.