Mothership Wilderness Novels & Stories

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

Leaves and twigs crushed beneath his weight as he sprinted through the underbrush, the wildness of the wilderness matching the untamed fury in his heart. As he raced deeper into the woods, memories of the encounter with Alpha Drake and Amanda, coupled with what happened at Jane's home tore at William's heart. He had heard stories of lone wolves seeking solace in the embrace of nature, finding peace amidst the untamed beauty of the forest. In his anger and confusion, he hoped that the wilderness would grant him the clarity he so desperately needed.

In the depths of the wilderness, two souls forged a bond of strength and resilience, our hearts united in the pursuit of love, justice, and the promise of a brighter tomorrow. The journey was far from over, but my spirit burned bright with the fierce determination of a mother protecting her young. I would not rest until my children were safe in my arms once more, even if it meant facing the darkest corners of my own fears. With the cave as our temporary sanctuary, Jessica and I prepared to face the challenges that lay ahead. The moon continued its journey across the night sky, casting a silvery glow on our path, and for that at least, I was grateful. Goddess knew that in my delirious state,

I hadn’t known what to expect when the dust settled, when the adrenaline faded and the moonwolves walked free into the world they had been stolen from. I didn’t expect her to come back. But she did. And truthfully, I was glad she had. “How are… things?” I asked, suddenly cringing at the awkwardness in my tone. My mother’s gaze shifted to me again, her eyes soft but knowing. “Better. We’re still searching for our promised land, but for now, we found an unclaimed territory to settle on—far enough into the wilderness that no one will come looking. For now, it’s peaceful. But there are still dangers.”

she said, her voice quieter now, “I’m totally turning our future kids into ninja assassin snack bandits. These three have nothing on what I’m gunna train.” He groaned. “Why are you like this?” “Because peace is boring,” she whispered, a soft grin curling her lips. “And I am W.I.L.D., baby.” Later That Night The moon hung low in a sky stained copper, casting a dusky hue over a cracked, hollow valley. Smoke coiled like serpents through the air, and ash fluttered down like broken feathers. Serenya stood barefoot in the center of it all, the ground beneath her still warm, still bleeding from something ancient and unspoken.

Have they abandoned us? The next morning, I woke up with the same smell. Each day I am awake feels like hell, my eyes blurry and my whole body aching and sore from standing up. If I don’t stand up, these chains are going to tear up my flesh from my wrists and my ankles as well. “Saskia,” I called, my voice came out as dry as my throat. I shouted her name again but she wasn’t responding. I couldn’t hear her breathing either. No, no, no.

Eli stepped closer to her and she buried her face against his chest. Candy shook her head as she moved closer to Annie and Stolas. She felt drawn to them like a magnet. They both stood beside Amelia, Annie’s hand holding her free one that her mates didn’t have. Her eyes closed. Candy peeked down, sucking in a gasp. Already Amelia’s skin was healing. She glanced over at her mother as she looked up at Drake. Her hands on her hips as her eyes met his. She’d never seen someone stand up to the alpha as much as her mother did. Drake let her get away with it, she knew. He knew how much her mother cared for the pack.

Then, he waved to a waiter and ordered some food for us. Jared quietened down after the orders were taken and stared at me with his eyes glazed over, looking a little lost. I knew he had taken too big a sip of whiskey earlier and was struggling to stay clear-headed. Just as I wondered if I should take the opportunity to bring up my resignation and have him approve it while he was in a daze, I realized that he was burning a hole in my head with that blatant, fiery gaze of his. I felt my goosebumps rising.

Ram asked, annoyed. “That’s right. My mother is right. Lexie keeps coming here. I told her I was moving, and she wouldn’t let me,” Rafael added, as if he had just come up with an idea. His face suddenly lit up, his fear momentarily disappearing, and Ram Jordan was beyond pissed. “You piece of shit! You always have your mother backing you up, which is why you keep getting worse. You never learn because your parents always bail you out of your mistakes. Even your mother seems to be regressing because of your nonsense—”

I found our family's group chat and started sending messages. [Me: Mom, Dad, I found the mate the moon goddess had arranged for me in New Moon Pack. She is from the Southern Wilderness Pack, a survivor of the massacre, very beautiful, but without wolf. She was imprisoned and enslaved by New Moon Pack for eight years, beaten and starved all year round.]