Outcast Novel Novels & Stories

Even without a wolf's scent, my instincts were screaming. ​A man stepped into the sickly yellow light of the neon sign. He didn't smell like a wolf. He didn't even smell entirely human. He smelled like ozone, old parchment, and burnt circuitry. He was an Outcaster—a "Static," one of the rare humans who lived on the fringes of the Lycan corporate world, surviving by selling the one thing wolves couldn't master: pure, unadulterated data. ​"Nobody is looking for me," I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been dragged over gravel. "I'm an Omega. I'm nothing."

I will make sure that there is no lycan meat on her plate, no matter how much she craves it! "The outcast is here! Kill here too!" One of the healers shouted as soon as they recognized me. Well, who would not recognize me because I am the only healer that was kicked out of our territory—the only one disgraceful in their eyes. "Bitches! I'll kill you all!" I yelled back. I was getting close to the barrier, and since it would break anyway, I punched the barrier, causing it to shatter, which caused the healer to be surprised. I take this chance to kill as much as I can. I pierced the pole at the neck of the nearest healer I could reach and snatched the spear it was holding.

His words twisted inside her, tearing at every fear she had buried deep within herself. The next moment, she was falling. The pack vanished, and the cold ground beneath her sent a shockwave through her body as she hit it hard. She scrambled to her feet, only to realise she was on the outskirts of the pack’s territory. The border loomed ahead, and as she looked back, the gates slammed shut behind her. "Outcast." "No..." Olivia whispered, her throat tight, tears blurring her vision as she pounded her fists against the barrier, screaming, "No! Please! Give him back!"

The bond is like an invisible chain locked around my heart, now reminding me of the lonely nights I spent all by myself writhing in agony on my bed with my body craving a touch that was never mine to have. After Eliza accused me of trying to seduce Kieran, she married him, became his Luna, and I was cast out for “treason.” She even made sure I was flogged with barbed whips that scarred my back before I was exiled into the human world where I managed to survive as a waitress, scraping by and hiding my wolf under suppressants that dulled the pain of exile but never erased it. Now, I am back. Judy Hale. The forgotten omega.

It was a contented scene. Maggie was startled back to reality by Angus’s snarls. She struggled to focus on the darkness that surrounded her. A loud clanging came from the direction of the shed out back. She stroked her dog to calm his wounded body down and then scurried inside for her rifle and a large flashlight before heading to the back door to take a closer look. She was extra alert after the events of the night before as she peered into the darkness; wishing old age had not taken such a hold on her eyesight.

All three of them squeezed into a run-down 540-square-foot house and scraped by day to day. When I found all of this out, I was traveling the world, living exactly the life I had always wanted. Whenever I stood in a beautiful, unfamiliar place, I couldn't help but think that if it weren't for that casual joke back then, I might never have seen such sights. I would have spent my entire life giving everything to the Stark family. So, in a way, I had Calum to thank for this.

Then, two cloudy tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. Sophie and Olivia stood frozen. One was ashen-faced, while the other was raging. They accused each other of letting a wolf into the house. Tommy stood at the doorway with arms folded. His face was devoid of anything but scorn. "Karma," he whispered before turning to leave. A week later, police found Julius in a remote town in a neighboring state, attempting to flee using a fake ID. When he was arrested, he was still wearing the watch and carrying the gold bars he had taken from Sophie.

I smiled as I made a call, "Hello, officer? As far as I know, Madeline Lewis owed a huge gambling debt abroad, and she returned just to raise money. I suspect she might have trafficked Fable Lewis." An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth—I just had to get back at those who wronged me. Otherwise, what was the point of life?

Chapter 4- Target The fear spread to Elise entirely that halted her breathing. The man Samantha talking right now is no other than the villain in the early chapter of the novel. He’s a complete psycho! A nut dog who has a sadistic tendency. Elise is having goosebumps remembering the scenes from the book she read. Elise spend her time in the orphanage creating a plan and she admit that she’s taking her time but his appearance brought panicked to Elise, she needed to get her grief, it’s a real thing but her trembling never subsides

Sometimes, I wonder why they didn’t banish me instead of torturing me with all these restriction and judgmental stare everywhere I go but I guess throwing me out of the pack would leave them without someone to loathe and curse out. Don’t think I haven't thought of running away. The thought have crossed my mind way too many times but I guess I just never had the stomach for it. Out there on my own, I could run the risk of falling the victim of rogues attack and even if I managed to survive and return home, I won’t ever be welcome back so give or take, I was still better off staying here. It wasn’t a matter of choices but that of staying alive and I was determined to survive. But as the years