Scott Mccall Pack Novels & Stories

“Let’s just wait for it. You two should also say sorry… even if some think that it is Marco’s fault, saying sorry is not just for the one whose at fault.” “Patrish is right. We are here to have fun, aren’t we?” “Hello guys… did I miss something interesting? I saw Marco soaking wet, what happened?” Scott came back with a plastic of stuff animals in his hand. He is also eating a ice cream which looks like it is his second scoop. Seems like he enjoyed himself back there. “Scott…” We explained what happened and he frown. “Why? Is there something wrong?” we asked but then he just smiled as if he didn’t frown.

The square was partially empty as people no longer visited it. It was weird how things had taken a different turn in a space of weeks since the illness broke out. The pack had gone from being a bubbly and productive pack to one in which the pack members live in fear and dread unsure of who next would catch the strange sickness. Nobody who had gotten the sickness ever survived. They always die after two or three days of contact. This sickness was not contagious as it affects random people. The pack doctors have not been able to find a way around it as the pack keeps losing its members and living in fear of who else is to be taken by this illness. The Alpha of the pack had reached out to the b

Bits of light shone through the curtains from the floodlights outside. I exhaled deeply. “I’m sorry. Nightmare.” Enzo groaned and pulled me to his warm body. “Fine, go back to bed.” “Okay…” I swallowed hard. I’d done a lot of things since I got my wolf, but scarring Scott was the worst. I buried it for so long. Now it’s come back up and confronted me. My heart started racing. Scott was planning something. Would he try to regain lost Mystic Pack land? That’s going to be a bigger mission than trying to reopen the portals containing their ancient magic.

I have to press my lips together as hard as I can to hold back a chuckle. "I would like to express my gratitude towards your bravery during the recent attack on our Pack lands. As you all know, we were targeted by a former member named Mark, who had ill intentions of taking over our Pack. He was denied the position of Beta years ago due to his cruel and aggressive behavior towards everyone. When I became Alpha, I couldn’t let someone like him be a ranked member, and he chose to leave the Pack. Unbeknownst to us, he took over other packs during those past few years and threatened their members to join him in fighting against us. I am proud to say that our warriors and Pack members fought vali

“Commander McKenzie rescued Jessica during the storm and was keeping her safe when Aislen Carter used magic to abduct Jessica, who is now missing.” “You knew that Jessica was with Charlotte. You f-king helped us to search,” Heath accused him. “You saw what it did to Lauren, Anne and Shaun and you said nothing!” “You’ve never given a shit about Shaun,” Guy snapped back. “You and Cameron backed Rhett F-king Salem when he went nuts on Shaun and knocked all his teeth out, so don’t you give me crap about Shaun. And I didn’t f-king know. I’m not high up, just a foot soldier, though that will change. The higher ups don’t tell us foot soldiers shit, do they, guys?”

All this paperwork reminded me why I never wanted some white-collar office job. "How's it coming along?" Madoc asked as I finished organizing the last printouts. He was drinking out of a blue plastic protein shake bottle with a straw. "Just finished." "Excellent. The meeting's in five minutes, so let's get a move on." As I gathered up the files, he noticed me staring at his protein shake bottle. "Trying to bulk up. All these twelve-packs walking around here were starting to make me feel emasculated." As we walked out the door, Madoc asked, "So how's prospect life treating you?"

Lydia steps between them, her claws sliding out. "Scott, if a rogue could rob twelve million from a vault, he would be the Supreme Alpha by now. Why don't you try raiding my pack keep and see if you survive?" Scott whimpers, backing down. I cannot take the embarrassment anymore. "Stop it. We are leaving," I command, my voice like winter frost. "But Malia! He ruined our pack dominion!" Scott snarls. Talia barks at Derek's back. "How dare you cross the Future Luna? You ungrateful pup!"

Scott? I bit my lip, as I lowered my head and then started packing the lingerie all over again. You just can't trust the wolf, can you? I tied the lacy ribbons around it tightly and placed it over my bag. I didn’t want to look up because the entire class had started murmuring about it already. But my gaze went to Artemis who was talking with Duncan and the group of boys and. Surprisingly, he appeared… cool. Totally unaffected. As if this was a regular thing. Was it? The thought sent shudders down my body. I sucked in a sharp breath and then snapped my head away only to see a group of girls who were snickering and looking my way. I dragged my teeth over my lower lip. By now I was sure that Mr

He held my gaze for a second before nodding. “Got it.” “Good.” I forced a sweet smile. He didn't look convinced, but thankfully, he let it go. “He's looking over here.” “Who?” “Chris McCoy.” “The NHL commissioner,” Scott finished. I followed his gaze and immediately recognized the man approaching our table. Chris McCoy. I had seen him countless times in interviews. He was one of the biggest names in hockey and one of the people Scott desperately needed to impress tonight. “Go up to him and talk to him.”

It was bad enough his eyes were already preying on my sweet-sweet soul. "Really? You left your father and you sounded like a kettle reaching boiling point on the phone. Are you sure you're ok?" He was definitely not taking no for an answer. "I discovered something i didn't think I was ready to discover." I revealed as vaguely as i could, just to keep him off my back,"Are you satisfied now?" McCoy stripped his shirt off and what do you know, he wasn't wearing singlets. He left his beefed up, toned six packs to breathe or maybe to tempt me and trust my girly hormones, they were going crazy.