Scott Mccall Pack Novels & Stories

She continued. “Well, it did work out for him. He lost all his power and most of his influence within the tribe. All our food supplies dwindled. The only way he could feed the pack was by doing bad things to other people. As I’m sure you’ve already heard; Cannibalism.” Lora laughed and I could only sit there, dumfounded. Charlie let out a snort along with her. I clasped my hands in front of myself and ignored her ‘pack’ phrase. “Why didn’t you guys rebel sooner?”

"Foolish, fucking morons! What did you think was going t'happen if you went scampering about the packlands by yourself? And then cause a fight no less!" Mac has been rambling for about several minutes now, careful not to overstep Kennedy when he interjects. We all stand in Kennedy's office in the packhouse-Kiana, Mateo, Mac, Jayden, and I. After we outran the Sentries from the lake, it was only natural that we would run straight into Mac while he was heading back from patrol.

I just smirked at her and she immediately shut up as she knew what it meant. "Since we have all agreed to the discussion let's get down to business" Scott gulped, it seems he can't control it anymore. He stood up and looked at all of us as he sensually pulled off his top exposing his yummy muscles. Grace shifted in her seat, her eyes not leaving Scott's frame. Once his shirt was off, he started pulling us his pants, and when he was finally naked his eleven-inch thick shaft was already as hard as iron. "Jace, your turn," Patrick said.

They parked around the rear where three other vehicles already waited, and he wondered how many families had woken up that morning to find the family car had been stolen as none of the cars matched in brand, color, age, or style. A man leaned against the wall and blew out a cloud of smoke his laid-back demeanor at odds with the sharpness of his gaze as he evaluated them. As they approached, he reached out and opened the back door of the house. “We have visitors,” he called out and dropped his cigarette, grinding it out beneath the toe of his boot. “Allistaire McKenzie,” he said in introduction - picking Heath to direct it to. “Channel ZYP.” “There are a lot of us,” Heath glanced over his sho

“Why don’t we attack them again? I’m sure that they haven’t recovered from the previous attack from last month. We could wipe their pack out of existence with this attack.” “You may be right about that but again, you’re wrong,” I said with a slight grin. “It’s been a month since we attacked the Rage beast pack. A month is enough for their alpha, Scott, to come up with a brilliant plan to get back at us. As I had warned earlier, Scott isn’t a wolf anyone should underestimate. Right now, he would’ve joined forces with my rivals and planned to attack me.”

After all was said and done, I had two dozen to bring with me to the pack house. Alpha Scott was a great alpha, always encouraging his pack to start a business when they could. He was one of my main customers- stopping in for coffee and breakfast almost every Monday. I knew he probably wouldn’t be there today, especially since Mike and I were due to present the mate bond separation.

His expression darkened a few times and then a sad smile was on his face. “These four in Montana, Scott, his Beta and those two Zetas, I really can’t believe that they had anything to do with Jeremy’s death. Scott loved your father and he didn’t even want the Alpha Seat,” Joseph said. “What I can tell you is that Scott found out Allen and a few others were selling drugs. He threatened them with the Council and they left the pack willingly. Everyone else that remained urged Scott to take over the pack. We had no idea where Thalia had gone or that she’d been pregnant. If Scott knew, he would’ve looked after Thalia and you.”

he whispers. I ignore his compliment. I don't like being called beautiful. Being beautiful is what got me in my situation in the first place. "Ummm, so what pack are you from?" I asked. "The Blood Moon Pack." My mouth is gaped open, that's the most powerful pack there is. "Wow, that's impressive." He shrugs as if it wasn't a big deal, "I guess, I'm the beta." Double wow, "They must be looking for you then."

His, Rhett and Cameron’s names were there, a f-king lot, sometimes accurately, sometimes not. Dangerous, he thought grimly scanning down the list of boys names. They were almost all werewolf, Heath noted. A few humans scattered in – Shaun and Nate’s names were there, along with others that he did not know, human boys a few years older than the Triquetra, he guessed from the dates. Behind the spreadsheet were police reports and he groaned under his breath as, no doubt, the pack had suppressed the reports, and thought they’d gotten rid of the records, but Patrick had been thorough in digging them up.

Hijack I was talking to Mick about the dead she-wolf and her pup, when I got the call from Hacker that Stellan has been found and is heading to Alphas Yorick and Cyra’s pack lands. I split my screen so I can continue to monitor Beta Squad as they go in to get the dead she-wolf and her pup. It’s unlikely, but perhaps Luna Yara can find something to tell us who killed them. If so, we’ll hunt them down until we catch them.