Stiles Thinks The Pack Hates Him Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Tabitha pushed Keith's hand and backed away. "What do you want?" Keith shrugged, then dropped the rag he had been holding onto the newspaper lying at his feet. "Coke is a good if you don't mind." He smiled. "You know what I mean," Tabitha snapped. She was annoyed at her helplessness. Keith's friendly behavior was a ruse to reduce suspicion and weaken her defenses. Keith had never been close to her, and he had a point. "What are you doing here?" She stared coldly at the man.

(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Steele was pissed and so was I, I couldn’t believe that one of my warriors would do something so heinous to another pack member. Excluding the fact that Siobhan is my mate, this behavior is unacceptable in my pack. Steele let go of control after he had snatched it away from me during her retelling, growling lowly in the back of my mind. “Why are you still here? You don’t need to stay here, you can leave.” Siobhan mumbles.

But, in the end, he sighed and didn’t utter a word. He was showing signs of defeat. I smirked and looked at Steven. “The pack already hated me so, what’s new?” I asked in a matter-of-fact tone and chuckled. I started walking back and forth while looking at them both as if I was lecturing them. “They are just only respecting me because I am the Alpha, no more, no less. In my life, they don’t look at me as Vincent, a werewolf like them, so why do I care about how they will react to my plan? To burn the forest? Even if I burn it or not, it will not change the fact that this pack hates me and they are only following and ruled by fear,” I added and chuckled bitterly.

“Stacey, I know you have all right to be mad at me. I acted foolish. I didn’t talk to you, I didn’t wish you a happy birthday but a lot has been going on for me.” Stacey sat up abruptly, removing the blanket that covered her as she stared at him angrily. Heat rushed out of her nose, the urge to slap her softly coursing through him. “I have a right? I really have a right?” Stacey mocked as she scoffed. “Do I have the right to leave this pack too and never come back? To finally settle down in somewhere peaceful and somewhere that I won’t be treated like a pawn?” “Stacey? You’re not..

Oliver stated as he sat beside me, I told him that we have to find who was the real culprit behind the fire, but he said that he would do that as I couldn't go anywhere. "When you are fully recovered we have to change these doctors that your mother has kept, they are of no use. If it wasn't Stelly and-" I looked at him with my brows furrowed "Stelly?" He sure kept a unique nickname. He shrugged as he continued. "Her friends. We all would have been in hospital for weeks. Of course, it would have affected our pack too." I nodded as he was right. We were known as the most powerful pack, now more than ever as I was a tribrid and most of the Alphas were on our side, but we still have enemies. Bei

He groaned, with eyes widened in anger, and he slapped her across the face. I swear my jaws and my fist tightened involuntarily, as my little cousins scream pierced my eardrums. I sucked at the air like it had become too thick for me to draw in. At that moment, I became deaf to the cries of Kayla and Kathleen. It was like fury was boiling inside my guts. It was like an unknown entity was overriding my brain. I couldn't tell my brain or mind what to do. All I could think of and wanted to do at the moment was smash this guy. How dare he, and his worthless gang make me look weak and helpless? And how dare he lay a finger on one of my sweet little bunnies. How dare he? Come on Stiles, come on!!

Athena asked with a smirk. "We, all of us. The whole pack. We don't like rogues and the alpha, my mate hates rogues from the core." Stacey said with a lot of pride. "No one knows that better than me." Athena whispered under her breath with a clenched jaw. Even though Stacey was a wolf but she couldn't quite catch that. She looked at her with a frown. "What did you just say?" She asked. "Nothing." Athena replied in a blank tone.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I wish I knew. In an ideal situation, we would end all of this chaos as peacefully as we could. But I don't see that happening. I do wonder what his pack members are thinking. I feel like they are being forced to sacrafice themselves for their Alpha." A sad look came across Stellas face as the thought of her previous pack members dying for her Father sank in. "I should fight for the Alpha position" She blurted out, sitting up and turning to look at me. I knew she could tell by the look on my face that I was not impressed with that idea.

I nodded. “Is this about the girl?” a warrior asked. “Stacey,” I replied. “I love Stacey but nope. I planned to return to the pack even before I knew of her existence.” “She’s your brother’s future Luna.” “She rejected him.” Roderick leaned back in his chair, studying me carefully. “Do you really think the pack will follow you just like that?” “Yes,” I said calmly. “I think most pack members wish for a stronger alpha. No one loves being part of a weak pack. Even rogues do not admire weak packs.”

I left that disappointing place without looking back, bringing my trial and training to an end. - On the day of the banquet, the venue was extravagantly prepared. My uncle was still in a private room, making final arrangements for the ceremony. I sat quietly in a corner of the hall, dressed casually, savoring a plate of Stag King meat. The moment the former pack members spotted me, gasps rippled through the room. Emily's and Claude's eyes on me were full of barely hidden displeasure. Emily strode over, her tone dripping with disdain. "How are you even here? You're not part of this pack anymore. You have no right to be at this banquet!"