Supernatural Exile On Main St Novels & Stories

"From this day onward, the Moonstone Wolf pack will now be known as the Lone Star Wolf pack once more, and our ties with Silas have ended for good!" When I left, I could hear whispers behind me about what just happened. "Freya really is exiling him from the pack..." "He used to be such a powerful Alpha. What will happen to him if he joins another pack? Will he turn around and attack us?" "But Freya has made her stand quite clear…" Greta could be heard sobbing as she said, "What should we do now, Silas?" As everyone continued talking about it, I turned to leave. I wanted to see what a Rogue exiled from the pack would do with a stupid and weak she-wolf by his side. Would he be able to rise aga

HELENA I stayed at Zane’s home for a week with the excuse of being afraid of being home along since the roof collapsed. Zane’s father helped me look for a person to repair the roof and fence for me. while the roof and fence were being repaired. I stayed at his place helping his mother with chores around the house. Zane would go to my house during the day to supervise the work. While I stayed at his place, cooking lunch and helping with chores. On the second week the roof was done.

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He obeyed, the engine still alive like day. “Look!" He finally said to me. I turned to him but he was pointing at the large screen mounted against the large pillars. It was an anchor, casting news. I leaned closer, my eyes circling a familiar name. REBEKAH SCOTT—Abused by fiancé, Matt Baldwin. Unconscious. Parents absent. Wedding still scheduled.” My intestines twisted. “This…can't be real” My hands shaky, I pulled out my phone. My heart trembling with fear, i dialed her number.

I'm beat, as are the others, and I for one can't wait to take a long, hot bath, eat some dinner, and fall into bed. Nathan gets held up in a discussion with one of his clients after we’re done, so the driver takes me back to the hotel alone, where I head straight to my room and turn on the television to see what's on the gossip channels. Surprisingly, there isn’t anything on the news about Nathan and Diane, for now, at least. Leaving the television on, I take off my clothes and go soak in the bath as I planned to do earlier. I’m toweling off to get ready for bed, when I hear familiar voices coming from the television. I freeze in place, my blood turning cold immediately. It feels like ages s

Our chatter was interrupted when Daine had finally decided to grace us with his presence. He looked extremely rough, his braided hair was in disarray, the tunic he wore was hanging off his shoulders, showing his mark. His bright eyes were now grey, lifeless. We continued to pressure him on why he looked this way. Supernaturals do not get hungover as humans do. They always had a fast metabolism and ways to ward off simple sicknesses.

“Time to see the Council.” Alex nods but doesn’t say a word. However, his eyes reflect his misery as he waits for me to open the door. Councilmember Corbin James, Gadriel Saint, and Lukan Garron are standing on our front porch. The men look grim and austere as they gaze upon us. “Mikhail Cross, on behalf of the Supernatural Council, you are being remanded under the charge of murdering the human boy, Travis Gentry. Please step forward and release your wings.” I step forward and release my wings with flutter as each man takes a position to restrain them. Gadriel stands behind me and places a chain around my wings with a click. The chain is spelled to keep supernatural beings with wings grounde

**Chapter 15: A Stealthy Confrontation** Claus had managed to slip into the dimly lit warehouse and was now eavesdropping on the conversation between the mysterious man and another individual. The tension in the room was palpable, and Claus could sense that they were close to uncovering crucial information. As Claus continued to listen, he heard the man mention an exchange of information. The other person inside the warehouse must have valuable details about the Beast's plans and the whereabouts of Rick and El Patricio. Suddenly, the conversation ended, and the mysterious man exited the warehouse, clutching another envelope in his hand. Claus knew he couldn't let this opportunity slip away.

I wasn’t sure if it was because I grew up here and got used to it or because I didn’t like noisy places. “Good morning, m’lady,” an older woman came out of the rest house’s kitchen. She was the caretaker of this place. I knew her because I had visited a few times before. “Aunt Seneng, how are you? It’s been almost a month since I last came here.” I looked out over the vast farm while the wind blew through my hair. She stood next to me. “Oh, I’m still taking care of this house as usual. How is your relationship with the alpha?” Alpha... they still considered Azriel as their alpha even though it had been a long time since he was exiled from Lysidamus.