Novel & Cerita Outcast Brotherhood

Luke replied. “He is all the above, but first of all he is my blood, my brother, and therefor he is mine to handle. He once the led the pack alongside me as my beta, but I exiled him, and he started to rampage other packs murdering families as he gathered followers in form of rouges and his pack has turned rather large over the years. My brother is horrible in every way, but he is also a born leader” I answered Tomas’s question. “Oh do continue, dear sister” Darian replied. “But I think you left out some crucial details in your description of me. Like why I was exiled?”

“You think I'm stupid, Enzo? Do you think I'm a dunce! We both know that I'm not leaving this place alive!! Let's assume that I tell you and you set me, what happens when my brotherhood finds out I snitched on them?” “Brotherhood?” “Yes, Enzo! Brotherhood! Your father put in bondage for years! He made me a white-collar slave and you thought that was alright? You think I wouldn't want out of one point in my life? You think I wouldn't find people who treat me like a human?!” “My father took you like his younger brother, you bastard. That was not humane enough? The same brotherhood exposed you by getting that disclaimer policy attached to the document. Why the fuck are you still protecting peop

“You can’t force me into this.” “Of course not,” he said, with an icy smile. “But if you walk away, you’ll also walk away from your mother’s sponsorship. From her treatment. From everything we promised you. The choice is yours. Ethan was reckless. Alexander will fix it. That’s who he is.” His words landed like shards of glass.

“You’ve gone soft.” “Maybe,” I said, “or maybe I’m just done burying pieces of myself.” “Well, goodluck with that. Let's see how long this game lasts. ” He said and walked away, muttering something under his breath, and I could feel the stares following me. Brothers who once called me family now seeing something different.

They call us osu. Nneoma gazed at him, her eyes squinting with emotions 'Oh…’ she sighed. Closing her eyes, she hugged Richard tightly, patting his back gently. She was silent for a few minutes. 'No, Richard, no…you are not an outcast,' she whispered to him. 'Rich,' she pulled back to look into his face. 'You are a victim of this obnoxious culture. You are not an outcast, neither you nor your family. If anyone out of ignorance, foolishness, wickedness or envy terms your family outcast, the person is terribly mistaken. We were discussing this issue sometime ago,' she told him.

Happy smiles on their lips, so bright that it is impossible to look straight. Everything is like the past has changed. The other woman took her mother's life, and the other girl took hers. Her father, it seemed, was no longer her father. Aurora feels like falling into a fog, everything becomes blurry, and there is no way out. Suddenly, a loud voice rang in her ear, pulling her out of her own world: - Hello, an outcast of time. Aurora widened her eyes in surprise, she turned her head to look at the voice. There was a clock floating in the white mist. The other watch even makes a body with dew, just like a human.

It’s frivolous bullshit that won’t matter until my mate is home. We approach the porch to find my younger brother, drinking and joking with his friends. My gut swirls with uncertainty, the closer we get to them. My wolf on edge, but he always is when Braddock is near. He may be my brother, but we are as different as two people can be. “Oh, if it isn’t the prodigal son! He’s finally returned!” Brad calls, his words slurring from the moonshine in his drink. He stands from the rail he’s leaning against, to stumble along with a raised cup. “The future alpha of Blackstone.”

I'd tried to erase the image, to bury it somewhere deep in my mind… but it only got worse. Because it didn't end there. Every night since, he brought a different woman home. Every. Single. Night. And everyone in the Pack House knew. The truth spread like wildfire, feeding on whispers and sideways glances. Now, my shame had a name, Outcast Luna. It was no longer a secret. It was my identity. Still, I clung to a sliver of hope, praying my father would step in. That he'd finally care. But instead of showing up himself, he sent my older brother.

Albert dragged the trembling boy along with him leaving Fenrir on Damien's mercy. "Hmm... I heard that you like to see your men fucking those innocent young boys?" Damien asked holding his chin. "Whatever you do Damien, I am not afraid of you." Fenrir snorted. "Call 'Brothers' and tell them to fuck him until he is left with no sperm." Damien instructed and left for his office. 'Brothers' was a group of 5 Italian mafia men. They were built with heavy muscles and had ugly appearance with curly hair and dragon tattoos all over their body. They were famous to be ruthless in their job and were bisexual.

I can feel him thinking hard. “Your are not gonna leave my side okay?” he said finally. I nodded assuring him. I entangled myself from him and laid down on the bed. I pulled him down onto the bed. “I’m exhausted” I mumbled as his head hit the pillow, he pulled me into his arms, tucking the blanket around me. “I’m sorry you should sleep” he murmured. I have one more thing to ask him. “Ethan?” “Hmm?” “You have a brother” I said as a matter of fact. I never knew. He took in a deep breathe as I leaned back to look at him. His older brother was outcasted for working with the enemies because a lot of people were killed due to his actions.