The Banished Former Hero Novels & Stories

[ Celeste ] Terrified and ashamed, I couldn’t look into Luna’s eyes. How did I suppose to tell her what exactly happened to me. I was rejected by my mate who is also an Alpha and banished from my pack. My father might not accept me because he sees me as a failure. “I asked you a question, Celeste. Did someone force themselves on you?” She asked me and my pupils dilated. I guess there was no use of hiding my past if another banishment or worse death is my ultimate fate.

You get to take the place of your Sister, you’ll be the Luna. ‘I don’t want any of that!’ ‘You don’t want to come home?’ He challenges me and my words falter. ‘Not one part of you, the last five years didn’t dream that they’d invite you back? Like some hero? That they’d apologise for the way they treated you? I get it, Ava. I’d want that too.’ I fall quiet then, I’m not going to deny it. I can’t. Being Banished broke a part of my heart, one that I don’t think will ever be quite healed again.

“Yeah, I know. They died saving my parents after luring them into a trap that nearly killed my father. My mother didn’t make it, but yours? They were just doing their duty.” He turned away, addressing the pack with a clear, commanding voice. “Freya is our Luna—the only one worthy to stand by my side.” A vicious smirk twisted his lips. “As for Ava, she’s stripped of her rank and banished from the Oakwood Pack.” The crowd erupted in cruel laughter and applause. My heart shattered, fragments scattering in the wake of his words. Banished. I couldn’t believe it. Tears blurred my vision as I turned and fled, humiliation and heartbreak clawing at me. I raced to my room, grabbed a few belongings, an

“You have been a disgrace since birth. You finally found someone willing to accept you, and with your foolish, reckless behavior, you ruined it. Tell me—who in this pack will ever want to settle for you now?” “Dad, I’m sorry,” I cried. “I’m so sorry, please.” I dropped to my knees in front of him, begging, my tears falling freely onto the floor. But his expression didn’t soften. “By the power vested in me as the Alpha of this pack,” my father said firmly, “Athena Davis, you are hereby banished from the Light Moon Pack.” I froze completely, “Alpha, I think that’s a bit…” Silas began, but my father cut him off instantly with a low, threatening growl.

“Absolutely not! I will never come back! I’ll keep my word!” I turned my back on that old den—the place filled with memories—and vowed to erase them all from my heart. My shadow slowly vanished into the cold, windy night. Eventually, I stumbled upon an abandoned den, a place coated in dust and littered with old trash. Under the pale silver glow of the moon, the past came rushing back to me. Yes... I remembered that once, long ago, I had truly been happy—before Elsa came into my life.

She withered away in grief. When she died, the Rogue King locked himself in his chambers for three days, only to emerge with a decree: her body was to be burned to ashes, her title as Rogue Queen stripped, her very existence erased. And Xavier, once the most favored prince, became nothing more than a mutt, a target for ridicule. To survive by his side, I had to prove my worth. The night his own kin came for his life, I slashed open my own skin, letting the scent of my blood lure away both the assassins and the night predators. I saved him, leading his poisoned, wounded body to safety.

"I will not be your mistress. I am ready to accept the consequences." Something flickered in his eyes, something I could not name. "Take her to the border at dawn," he ordered. "Banish her. If she returns, kill her on sight." The door slammed. I pressed my forehead to my knees and laughed. Banishment. Not death. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. But Liora's final whisper echoed in my mind: "Run fast, handmaid. My friends will be waiting beyond the border." "I remember," I said finally. "I remember everything. The cell. Darius's offer. Liora's threat. The way Luna Seraphine slapped me and called me a treacherous thing."

"Activate the Scorched-Earth plan." The voice on the other end, which belonged to his most loyal subordinate, sounded hesitant. "M-Mr. Freeman, the signal is unstable–" The call was disconnected. He immediately called the trusted aide he had planted inside the board, but a secretary's cold voice came through. "Sorry, he is currently in a meeting with Steve." The call was disconnected yet again. Finally, he called the bank manager in Ravendale, but all he heard was an emotionless robotic voice. "Your security authorization has been revoked."

“His core is collapsing!” “We don’t have a healer, Zarek!” I shouted back, my voice already hoarse from screaming. “We have no chance. He did this on purpose. No one knows he escaped and used his ultimate power to come here. I only found him through telepathy. He heard his son calling him, calling him Papa, so I rushed here and followed his trail. I wanted to become the best because his former right-hand man betrayed him for gold! Don’t leave me, my Alpha King!”

Now, tomorrow, forever. His. My mind processes the rest of his words and then, takes in the dark, burning intensity of his gaze. The tick of his jaw. “What do you mean by that?” I ask, drawing back, away from him. “As I said before, you don't need a hero. Or a savior. Someone who's all perfect. What you need is an anti-hero, who's dark. Someone knows you inside out. On your own, you're so fucking lost. So fucking confused. It's like you're stuck in this void space, with no place to go. No idea how to get out. I'll be your anti-hero, Titania. I'll be the one to show you the light again. To make you unclench, let go of your inhibitions and start living again like you're meant to. Maybe not for