Nekoma Members Novels & Stories

I also forgot what my old pack looked like. I only remember a small part of the essence of that terrible event. And the name of the pack I used to live in was Nornola. “Do… d-do you know s-something about N-Nornola?” I asked. “Of course Luna.” Netra nodded. “I used to be a member of that pack…” My heart was beating fast. What? He was a member of Nornola pack. Don’t tell me he knew my parents.

He did not need to control any Demacores. I listened closely as they bullshitted with one another before Draxthi took his leave. Then I released my astral form and woke straight up. ‘I got ahold of Neo already. They’re on their way down here. Once they get here, I’ll send up the flare while we escape,’ Nika said.

I said. “This is Luna Isis of Silverclaw, Luna Katrina of Nebrodi, and Gammas Amelia and Stephen of Madonie.” I introduced them. “Guys, meet Luna Anka of Demonclaw, her daughter Alpha Mila er Tomila, and her mate Aleph Cillian.” “André will be thrilled to hear that his mate’s title is catching.” Katrina rolled her eyes. “Nice to meet you all.” She added. “Anka, what did you mean you can explain?” Jonathan asked.

He asked, still wanting to find out whatever those assassins were up to and who they were actually. Fennick's expression turned thoughtful. "No, Alpha. But I've heard whispers of a mysterious group. Nothing concrete, though." Sage's became interested. He needed more information and Fennick seemed like someone who would definitely give him a good idea of what was happening. He also recalled the Beta's daughter Rose, from the Moon Pack. She was also friendly to him and she would definitely get the perfect answers but first he needed to hear from Fennick. “What mysterious group have you heard about?” He requested, focusing his gaze on Fennick.

She settled her hands on her hips. "Damn it, Nami, you better get up!" I spit the dirt from my mouth. "Who's "Nom Me"?" Karma rolled her eyes. "You, of course. Nameless chick that's too good to choose a god damn name. I gave you one. Happy? Now get the fuck up!" Mila continued her chant, oblivious to our conversation. I wondered if she even knew Karma was behind her. "Why do you care?" The sentence came out garbled as I fought the rising dirt my body was being pushed down into.

"Nikanya, open a link to your collective. They have information for you and they are saying they can't get through." Nik's fingers started flying before he finished. "No one says anything." We all nodded. "This is Cricket," Nik said. "This is Gremlin." Nik's brow furrowed. "Gremlin, I'm unfamiliar." I jolted at the name. Stepped forward. "I'm not. Go ahead, Gremlin." Nik looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Capo. IKEA and Mason Dixon are working together. Local molecules are hot and mixed. Jihadi games in motion."

A figure approaches. Tall, muscular, sharp-eyed. You can tell that here, she's the leader. Her arms are tattooed with black serpents, her eyes shine with a gleam of defiance. — So, you're the famous Cassandra. Her voice is low, gravelly. — Depends on who's asking. She smiles, revealing a gold tooth. — Here, they call me Rina. If you want to survive, you go through me. I tilt my head slightly. — Survive? I didn't come here to survive.

Nivea's POV: Honestly, when Keenan asked me if I wanted to meet his family I was scared that they would reject me because I want part of thier pack, I mean couples from different packs want unheard of but it doesn't always happen. When we walked into the office an older looking couple, maybe late 40s, a younger girl, late teens, and two other guys was in there waiting on us. one of the guys I recognized as the, now hung over, Adam from last night.