Sneaky Link Novels & Stories

Signals bounced across countries like fireflies on speed. “We’re in,we just need to enter the main server,” Rosa confirmed. “Target system: finance sub server” Sienna announced. Lorenzo’s eyes were open now, quietly watching her work with a flicker of amusement in them. “Authorization barriers detected. Level 9 encryption,” Noah muttered, his voice low. With sienna eyes narrowing at the screen, she smirked. “Don’t underestimate them. Trigger the shadow code.” “Running black ice bypass… injecting ghost protocol,” Lina said calmly.

Once the three of us are shifted leaving our clothes folded behind a fallen log. Liliana slowly leads us closer to the stench of the rogues careful to not make a sound and keep our scent down wind. “Woah, why can I hear you and not Ryder?” I hear Thane though the link making my eyes widen knowing we can’t connect through a pack link since neither of us have pledged to Raven.

The laptop screen flickered, casting an eerie glow on May's face. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, each keystroke a calculated risk. Disguised behind a complex web of proxy IPs and encrypted connections, she was a ghost in the machine, a phantom hacker reaching out to touch the real world. "Almost ready," she muttered, her voice barely audible above the hum of the laptop's cooling fan. "Just need to craft the perfect message." Alex stood behind her, his gaze fixed on the screen. He had set up the proxy server, ensuring that their location remained untraceable. He was a master of deception, a shadow warrior skilled in the art of misdirection.

Ellie said. Laughter bubbled up and rumbled from Brooke. She grabbed her sides and bent over. "Excuse me, but umm... What exactly are you guys talking about?" Tom asked. "The Link is a humanoid magnetic aura resonator that matches the freque," Brooke gained control again. "Don't bother Ellie. No one understands that mumbo jumbo." She turned to Tom. "She has this fancy device that Links two people and they can heal off each other. Just the last time someone did it, things got- a little emotionally explosive."

We arrive in the car park and I breathe deeply, wipe my eyes and get out of the car when Connor opens the door. Instead of heading upstairs straight away, we go to what looks like a security office. Neil explains that he has had fingerprint entry installed and there is a list of specific people, and only they are allowed entry to our floor. All neighbours have been security checked with no red flags so that at least gave me a little solace.

Someone is skimming. It’s not an error. It’s not a clerical mistake. It is a precise, surgical siphon attached to the most chaotic part of the business, hidden inside a shell company that looks exactly like all the other shell companies. I sit back in my chair, a rush of adrenaline flooding my veins that rivals any drug. I found it and it’s not even lunch time yet.

I watched her suspiciously as she began tapping furiously at her phone’s screen. “If you think I am going to find peace by scrolling through wolf reels of Alpha thirst trap and moonlit aesthetic edits ...” Jenna burst out laughing, holding up one hand. “Girl, please! This phone isn’t for reels. It’s a magical device, ancient sorcery mixed with modern sin.” I gave her a blank stare. “This sentence alone is enough to make me worry for you.” With a sly grin, Jenna turned the screen towards me. “Behold LuneLink!

“They bypassed the border wards without setting off the silver wire. How?” “Nyra used an extraction scent-mask,” Selene explained, a harsh, jagged grin revealing her elongated teeth. “She thought she found a blind spot in the pack-grid. What she didn't realize is that I buried an underlying lunar-radar grid three layers deep into the Blackthorn City soil. It doesn't track light; it tracks pure Lycan heat signature. I let it slip to the lower-tier omegas last moon that the grid had a vulnerability. She took the bait.”

She blew a massive pink bubble, popped it with a loud snap, and held out her gloved hand without saying a single word. I slapped the USB into her palm. Kracker turned to the cleaning cart, pulled out a modified military-grade laptop hidden under a stack of white bath towels, and jammed the drive into the port. "Link established," Olly reported over the comms, his voice buzzing with nervous energy. "Decrypting transport logs... bypassing the secondary firewall... cloning root directories... thirty seconds left..." I stood behind the cracked door, holding my breath, my eyes darting between the unconscious brute on the carpet and the empty hotel hallway. Every second felt like an eternity.

I shrug my shoulders and watch Kayla's eyes glaze over while she links my mom. Linking, or mindlinking, is a form of communication that we have as members of the same pack. We can also use it to make public announcements. I suddenly feel a knocking in my brain and I already know who it's going to be when I open the link. "Hi mom. I know you want to do something special for my birthday, but don't. The best thing you can do for me is be home when I get home from school and spend the evening with me. That's all I want." My mom sighs, "Abby, I just want to make it special for you. It could be your last birthday at home for a few years. And what if your mate is in our pack. I would love to know w