The Mute Gamma Novels & Stories

"She also can mind-link outside of the pack—Duncan mind-linked with her before she was initiated. I have never heard another Werewolf, other than a Zeta, have that ability." "Yes, that is most interesting." "I would also be curious about any mentions of a Gamma Werewolf. I have heard stories since I was young, but I never thought they were real. However, now we have a potential sighting of one. It attacked Mora pack. I saw it when I opened a channel to a surviving warrior. It was huge."

He was too terrified to notice that . " Mark was right about you after all" Luciano didn't stop there"You were desperate for my attention". "It's not your fault. . . being an Omega, that to the one with no mate is really hard" . Luciano nodded like agreeing with himself. "You do need someone's pheromone to protect you, since there is so many unmated Alpha everywhere" Saying he took few step closer making Soren take his step backward. " For a mute , you really are very skilled in seducing Alpha's, Might have let your intentions be clear from the starting then maybe i would have consider taking the offer". Luciano whisper the last part.

I grunt in laughter, I can't make a sound, what amazes me is the fact that an Omega has the effrontery to hit a warrior, it is forbidden to hit a warrior as they are held in high regard in my previous pack The Moons Pack " I sincerely apologize ma'am, I promise to fix your pipes tomorrow " he promised, rubbing his ears," but that hurt though, you have a strong grip in those small hands " Pushing him aside she stepped in front of me Her gaze swept over me from head to toe, as if she was evaluating my worth," Cole who's this," she asked him still looking at me. " She's Beth, the mute" he whispers to her, dragging her to the other side of the room" Alpha Ethan's mute, his second chance mate, th

He raised his brow at me. "What's the matter with you crying?" He sat next to me and placed the notepad on the bed. "What's the matter?" he said softly, handing me the notepad and pen. "Please write anything you want to say here, okay?" I agreed by nodding. You want me to go because I am mute, right? I write it down and show it to him. "NO," he almost yelled, frightening me. " I'm sorry...... look, you remember me, don't you?" I responded by nodding. How could I possibly forget him? with all of the feelings he evoked in me?

“ Gamma? What Gamma are you talking about?” “ Ah yes. The Gamma is back home. He returned just this afternoon along with his mate.” Tricia replied happily but soon frowned when she saw the confusion on Haven’s face. “ Silly me” She face palmed herself. “ I forgot. Of course you don’t know. After the Beta, we also have a Gamma here. You’ve not met him because he’s been away for a while… but he’s back now.” “ It was said he actually returned because the Alpha was planning to make him the new Beta.. since there’s no hope for the Supreme Beta anymo—”

The fire crackled once in the silence. "How?" Arthur said. "I have spent two days asking myself the same question." Harlen set the vial down. He looked at Arthur directly. "There is only one answer that the evidence supports." A pause. One beat. Then two. "Aurora is not simply a wolf, Alpha." Arthur held very still.

Beta cautioned. Gamma, a spirited and curious wolf, raised their head, their voice filled with determination. "But we have each other, our unwavering spirit, and the strength of our unity. Together, we can overcome any obstacle that comes our way," Gamma proclaimed. As they ventured deeper into the wilderness, the pack encountered towering mountains blocking their path. Alpha, their gaze fixed upon the daunting peaks, called upon the pack for their input. "These mountains pose a formidable challenge. How shall we overcome them?" Alpha asked, their voice carrying an air of curiosity.

Location codes. Candidate: Gamma Status: Out of Inventory Location: Private Vault (Unregistered) Weston’s voice—disembodied, distorted—came through the speakers in low underwater tones. “…Gamma was the outlier. The unexpected code fusion. We catalogued her as failed termination. But we kept her. We needed contrast against Subject Alpha.” Savannah leaned in. “Alpha?” Delaney didn’t blink. “Elira.” They clicked open a hidden file: surveillance footage. A grainy delivery room—metallic, antiseptic, the scent of iodine practically wafting from the screen. Two cribs aligned under a surgical light. One empty. The other held a baby, wrapped in white linen.

"Who amongst our men do you think we can entrust this mission to?" He seemed to chose his words. " Urh, I think I have the right people for the job." "Who?" I asked. "Boris, the son of Gandalf, and Marcus, the bastard son of Salvador." He said, lifting his brows in a show of pride in himself. "Hmmm." I refilled my empty cup, setting the jar aside. "The Mutes. Wise choice, indeed." The Mutes are known for their brute strength and flawless attention to assignments. They're rogues, who found their home in the Mountain of Cara, along the pass of Hendel, situated between the borders of Mortem and Storstrand.

“What's the commotion about?” His voice cut in and Curtis became mute while I turned to face the person that had that effect on a strong and egoistic Gamma… “The commotion hasn't even started…” I said to him and his blue eyes met mine despite the darkness that surrounded us. And the connection between us both also came alive as he drew closer to the head of gammas and me.