Scott Mccall Pack Novels & Stories

Two of Royce's men drag someone in, and McCall jaw drops. He lets out a gasp. It's Scott, but he is barely recognizable, his face is swollen and bloody and his clothes are torn and stained with blood, bruises, cuts and welts all over his skin. "What's going on?" the professor asks before he can stop himself. Scott is one of Royce's most trusted men, it’s why he let him get away with challenging him in front of Raven. What could he have done? Royce ends his call quickly, his expression turning hard again.

My skin prickled at the obvious contempt and shame in his voice as he spoke of his son. “I wish one day he could snap out of this silly traumatized phase and remember how to be a man. Liook at our pack…every day we face attacks from a mad man who had crowned himself king of the rogues and my own son, who should be leading an army by now cannot even defend himself properly.” I opened my mouth to respond—to what, I didn't know—when I heard footsteps on the stairs behind me. I turned. And forgot how to breathe. He was gorgeous.

While Luna Yara checks my injuries, the others tell Alpha Warren about Stellan breaching the pack’s borders. “How did this happen? We have security for just this sort of thing,” he growls. “We’re …” I begin, then begin coughing. “Wendy, some water,” Luna Yara says. Wendy rushes away to get water and when she’s back, Luna Yara helps me to drink it down, telling me to go slow so I don’t choke. I still end up coughing, which is very painful, but I ignore that. “We were supposed to connect the alarms to the new packhouse this weekend,” I say, my voice rough.

Nolan’s POV It’s been four months since we arrived at the last pack, deep in the northern forests, far from other settlements. The world outside changed, but here we’re rebuilding. The last pack—once the last surviving group after the attacks and poisoned water—now rests under a council’s rule. Around the old wooden table, Emily squeezed my hand under it. I smiled. She clings to me lately, and I don’t mind. I don’t get her insecurity. The last pack is now led by a council: me, Emily, Hunter, Salem, Domus, Kaden, and Liam.

Maggie POV It had been a few days since I spent some time with Zante, and if I was honest, I was missing him. I had watched Stacey leave the pack house and get in a cab, so I took this opportunity to walk around the territory. I meet a few other Pack members on my walk and am surprised to see they have a school, shops and gym. I walk up a small lane and find a beautiful waterfall which looks like Zante may have started building something here. I sit on the stream's edge and dip my feet into the water. How could all this be hidden in plain sight? After an hour or so, I decided to head back home.

He tossed one to Jace, the other to Julian. “Everything you asked for’s in there,” Mack said, voice rough like gravel. He pulled a crumpled cigarette from behind his ear and lit it with a snap of his fingers. “Burners, fake IDs, clothes in the sizes I was given — if they don’t fit, tough shit.” Julian unzipped his pack just enough to glimpse the contents. It looked legit. Efficient. No frills. Mack exhaled smoke and reached into his pocket again, fishing out a small set of keys on a twisted ring. He tossed them underhand to Jace.

Her eyes darted past the dying flames, past the rubble, as though she could already see beyond the horizon to what lay north. “There’s a pack there,” she said at last, her voice low and heavy. “We’ve had a peace treaty with them for decades, but they’ve never trusted us fully. It would be a convenient place for him to run to. And if Scott has gone there…” She trailed off, but she didn’t need to finish. The possibility was obvious: they might ally with him. Scott was a man who had nothing to lose and everything to gain with dismantling the pack’s greatest adversary. And if they did ally together, we would be vulnerable.

“Wait are you saying that you started the COPA pack? I thought they were just a rumor.” Mack asked. “I assure you they are real and I have their word that if we need them they will be there. Especially after they heard about Skylar’s coven.” Tanner says looking at Mack who was staring off in the distance somewhere. “You can pick you jaw up off the floor.” Tanner says.

Sienna’s Point Of View The moment Scott pulls into the pack driveway, pack members are already walking over to us. Aiden practically vibrates in his seat. “We are back!” He whispers excitedly, pressing his face against the window. As soon as Scott steps out, Marcus and Caleb clap him on the back. “Alpha! It is good to finally have you back home!” Markus says with a grin and Scott laughs. “Yeah, yeah, missed me that much?” He asks and Caleb nods his head.

I looked around again and started to notice there were actually a lot of wolves here. "Without a doubt." Amelia finally said after a moment of silence. "Amelia have you noticed there are a lot of wolves here." She looked around confused at first but then looked at me and smiled. "I mean it makes sense this mall is inbetween like three or four different packs including Palecrest. Our mall was pretty busy with wolves from two different packs on the weekends if you remember correctly so calm down girl." I relaxed. She was right the town we were in was between four different packs corners so it would be only natural that there were a lot of wolves here. There were a lot of humans too but the foo