Outlanders 1 Novels & Stories

“Who’s there?!” Some chuckles were heard just a bit ahead of me, as three men walked out of the shrubs with smirks on their faces. Rogues, to be exact. “What do you think you’re doing out here all alone, lady?” Rogue 1 asked. I was in no mood for whatever they even plan to do, and continued onwards. “Nothing that concerns you, I’m sure.” Before I could walk past them, though, Rogue 1 grabbed me by the shoulder and pushed me down. “I don’t think so. You see, there are rules that needs to be followed in the outside world. And the rule for girls like you?”

My brother’s only duty was to get our mother and me to safety. The outsiders are those stray wolves who don’t belong to a pack or who have been cast away. But rumor has it that someone is bringing them together to form a pack—an empire of their own. They have been claiming lands and killing their Alphas, but when they attacked our land, they left the moment my father died.

None of the blood belonged to him. “Can you stay here a minute?” Ethan asked. “I need to grab clothes for him. Or will you come with me? Are you fine with walking?” “Go!” I shooed my brother away. “I’m fine. There’s a fierce wolf right here so there’s nothing to be afraid of.” “I’ll be back in a minute.” He seemed reluctant to go as he squeezed my hand and broke into a sprint. The minute he was out of earshot, the black wolf shifted into its human form and I was left staring at a very bloody, very naked Xander.

A cold breeze slid between the alley walls, whispering along the back of her neck. Adrian stiffened. “Don’t move.” Emily froze. He turned his head just slightly, listening. Feeling. Reading the air the way only something not-quite-human could. “That wasn’t Jason,” Adrian murmured. “Or Lilith.” “Then who—” “A scout,” he said. “One of theirs.” Emily’s heart plummeted. “They’re already here?” “They’re close,” Adrian said. “Too close.” He grabbed her hand. “We have to go. Now.”

Seeing this, I leave. While walking through the dark hallways, I make my way back to my command center. Walking up the stairs, I stop and stand at the top where I can see all the monitors as they record everything happening in the city. As I check the monitors, I see the ones I have installed in the OutPost. “Strange,” I think, seeing the Outcasts all standing in a circle. They seem to be discussing something. “What’s going on?” I bring up my wrist and press a button on my remote controller. Activating the audio on my spy cameras, I listen in on the OutCasts.

“You’ll serve as a maid in your new pack. At least you won’t starve there.” And with that, he signaled the driver to leave. As the carriage rolled away, I cried silently, staring back at the home I’d never see again. “Where are we going?” I asked the driver after hours of silence. “To Wolvehowl Pack,” he replied softly. My heart sank. I’d heard stories about Wolvehowl and its Alpha—a cruel, merciless man who ruled with an iron fist. I was being delivered straight to a monster. When we finally arrived, the driver tapped my shoulder gently. “Miss, we’re here,” he said.

“What if by the time I’m right for her, she doesn’t think so? What if my child already calls another person ‘father’ before me?” “No,” he sighed. “Thoughts like that are only going to derail whatever progress you’re trying to make. Give yourself time, Alpha. Trust that I will find her when you’re ready.” “Get out,” I ordered. “Do not make me say it again, Soren.” “I still have a report to make, Alpha,” he said. “I have traced the Outlanders outside the border, and it appears they have recently terrorized a Pack again. The Pack is in a different region from ours, so getting information is quite difficult, but I’m making progress on that front.”

Peniel assured and Melissa smiled weakly. "Sure, thank you so much, peniel. " She breathed and Peniel exited the room, giving the lovers privacy. Meanwhile, at the other side of the territory, the same territory that Logan and Melissa were becoming intimate; there was total chaos. The rouges that formed the territory were beginning to go haywire. After the attack, the unaware attack from the crimson pack their hadd been many divisions. A lot of rouge wolves had stolen out of the pack and gone into other packs to rape girls, steak commiting all kinds of atrocities but the bad part was neither petal nor Logan knew what was going on.

The sun wasn't scorching hot at it usually does, today it was quite windy and this is one of the best weather Melissa loves to explore in the jungle. She decided to go out to the forest to admire nature, she put on her pants, her outfit and took her little sword, placed on her waist belt. Wore her knee length ankle boots and stormed out of her room only to be met with the one face she never wanted to see that day, Frederick Stein's. 'Great my day is ruined.' she thought. Frederick Stein was sitting comfortably at the sitting room sipping on a cup of coffee waiting patiently for his woman or so he likes to think.

“Many of them are on the brink of insanity from being exposed to the wilderness for so long that they would most likely kill you the first chance they got. I cannot, and will not, allow you to simply walk out there.” “I thought you said you didn’t allow Outsiders to be here!” Alex replied, attempting to seize his chance to be let go. “I’ve lived around these mountains my entire life, I think I’d be perfectly capable of keeping a low profile, and then I’m out of your hair for good!” “You’re a terrible liar,” Delmar mocked him. “But it’s not as easy as that. Their numbers are growing constantly. That action you witnessed, eleven against one, was the equivalent of what you might call a fair fig