Mice Of Men Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

How could he allow Ann, who is human. I shake my fur covered head a little as the irritation overwhelms my body and Mike glances over at me. I keep my paws moving though and he quickly loses interesting in why I was acting irritated. We have three more hours of running to do and we need to be alert. Danger could appear at any time. ****** "Nothing much to report. We saw the usual wild life, and no tracks," Mike says as he pulls a shirt over his head. Boyd nods and glances at Lewis who likes like he wants to go back inside.

Not at all. ** NOTE TO THE READERS- YEAH ! THOSE THREE GOT AN EARFUL FROM THEIR MATE AND VICTOR, BACK AT THE PACK. YOU CAN READ CHAPTER 38 OF MY DRAGON MATE IF YOU ARE INTERESTED TO KNOW MORE FOR CURIOSITY SAKE. HOWEVER, NOT READING ABOUT IT WILL NOT DISTURB THE FLOW OF THIS STORY. SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! **

Winter I stumble as the ground beneath me gives way, my heart racing with fear. I can hear the others shouting, but their voices are muffled by the sound of rocks and debris crashing around us. I land hard on my side, and pain shoots up my arm. "Winter!" Alec's voice is frantic. "Are you okay?" I groan, trying to sit up but finding that my arm won't support me. "I think I hurt my arm," I say, wincing.

Micah’s POV My men lift me on their shoulders, and cheers erupt for our victory. I smile at my fellow wolves, their loyalty warming my heart. I open my mouth to praise them again, but a sharp pain suddenly strikes my chest. It's so severe that it shakes my entire being, and I'm forced to bend down, letting out a painful groan. Instantly, the wolves surround me, their concern palpable. They ask if I'm alright, but deep down, I know it's not me.

They told me that once when they thought I was asleep. “Limited viability model,” one said. “Enough for phase completion,” said another. They were right. Just not in the way they meant. I ask for water. They bring it. My hands don’t shake when I drink. Across the chamber, she shifts in her sleep, a small motion, but it rings through the bond-web like a bell. All three men react instantly. The storm one steps forward. The analyst lifts his head. The elegant one stops pacing mid-stride. Beautiful.

My wolf, a silent, terrified part of me, was now a beacon, a scream in the darkness that every Alpha would hear. I didn't waste another second. I shoved the ring back on my finger, a futile gesture, and bolted for the door. The sound of my own heart, a frantic drum against my ribs, was the only thing I could hear. I ran through the maze of corridors, past the empty rooms and the silent doors, heading for the main exit. But before I could reach it, a group of men blocked my path. They weren’t Kyle’s men, and they weren’t Michael’s. They were different. Their scent was familiar, a scent I had come to associate with both danger and a strange kind of hope. It was Damian’s pack.

Her wolf stirred, claws itching to break free. “They’re getting closer every week,” Mike continued, his broad shoulders hunching slightly, a mountain worn by time. “Two scouts, maybe three. Lila tracked their scent to the ridge, but they slipped away.” He paused, letting the weight settle, his gaze sweeping the crowd. “We can’t let them think we’re weak.”

"Since they started marking you." Something moved in my chest, not my heartbeat or even my wolf. My spine bent slightly on its own. My vision shifted at the edges, the forest sharpening into silver detail and every leaf, shadow, breath rising from the wolves around me in small white clouds. I could smell their deference. I didn't know how, but I could. "Moon Alpha," the first man said again, softer this time. "The pack has been without an anchor for fifteen years. We've been waiting for the one the marks would choose, the one the blood..."

"You're safe here. With me. No matter what comes next." I reached up. And I took his hand. End of Chapter Three.

“You’re stubborn.” Luna smiled back. “You’re stuck with me.” Below them, the camp was waking up. Wolves moving, working, living. No alarms. No blood. Just life. Far to the east, a howl rose. Luna answered it. Behind her, the pack answered too. ------------ *End of Chapter 87*