The Mute Gamma Novels & Stories

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

"And I'm still going, anyway." "Harper-" "He killed his mate, Drake." My voice came out steadier than I expected. "Marcus killed Lily to save my life. He stood in that clearing with her blood on his hands, and he looked at me, and there was nothing behind his eyes except loss. And I stood there, and I let him carry that." I set the lipstick down. "He's my Gamma. He's been at my back through every single thing that should have killed me. He doesn't get a half-life. He doesn't get to spend whatever's left of his existence as a feral shell of himself because the Council is afraid of what I am and what I'm capable of." I turned around fully. "I won't do it. I won't leave him there." Drake looked

“Alpha Angus went fishing just now.” “Even if it's you…” I said, unknowingly arousing the Gamma. He was a male and he possibly developed a soft spot for female wolves so easily. “Just save me. Drag me, don't think about me falling. Draw me away from here and play me around. I'm stuck.” “Really?” The Gamma responded, his voice calmed by the tone at which he spoke — one of exuberance and unexpected excitement. “I will do just that.”

His mate was laid down beside him and he looked at her leg worriedly. Glancing around again he noticed the gamma female from SilverFang looking at them worriedly. “Can you run?” His mate shook her head no and he did the same, he would not leave her or his pack! The gamma nodded before she went into another bag and pulled out some shorts and two long dresses. “Here put these on and shift back so we can communicate better.” She whispered before her bag chirped. “Big Papa to Hot Mama, come in Hot Mama.” The gamma grabbed the radio and answered. “This is Hot Mama, go ahead Big Papa.”

Would it consume her, or would it set her free? A knock sounded at the door. His Beta, Elias. Lucien didn’t look up. “You shouldn’t be here at this hour.” “You’ve been at those scrolls for days,” Elias replied, stepping inside. “You’re chasing shadows, Alpha. She’s just a mute girl. Fragile. She won’t last the year in the camp, let alone by your side.” “You’ve been buried in those scrolls for days. She isn’t worth this much worry, Alpha. She’s… mute. Fragile. If you want a Luna who can stand beside you—”

I push the doors open as I meet eyes with our Gamma. "Bradley." I said curtly. "That's Gamma to you human." He heard. "Gamma is given to someone who is respected by the pack, who respects their leaders, and doesn't piss on the mate bond. Not a snot nosed prick who can't fucking get his ego in check." I bite back. "Fuck you. Everyone knows that I needed someone strong." Bradley sneered. "Gamma Bradley. Is it true that you have rejected the mate bond?" Alpha Graysons voice boomed through the conference room behind me.

The Gamma said smiling. “Then what are you thinking Gamma?” Alpha Daedos suddenly became curious. The Gamma smiled and moved his mouth near the Alpha’s right ear and whispered to him his proposed plan.

And now they’ve been hit with the realization that one of their own has been communicating with them? Of course they’re panicking. Of course they’re afraid. Dominicus’s voice cuts through the noise, calm and unshaken. “Do not panic.” The room stills, just slightly. “There are many Gammas in a pack,” he says smoothly. “As long as it’s not an Alpha or Beta, the damage is limited. A single Gamma doesn’t hold the keys to destroy a pack.” “But—!” someone pipes up, voice tight, “Gammas are important warriors! They know things — like the sentry rotation schedules at the borders!”

My skin prickled, itching with every shortened breath I took, and a deep, raw hunger settled low in my stomach. “What’s happening to me?” I rose up from the stool and looked down at both my hands. They were clammy from sweat, even though it had been freezing cold just few seconds ago. “It’s your heat,” Sierra replied. She made a soft purring sound. “Your mate is near.” My what? My mate? I had one of those too? But I was a mute. Everyone knew me as the mute lady of the Valewind house. What if he rejected me on seeing me? Who would it be? I had never noticed any man in the pack house besides Kael Stormrider.

“ Third, the Gamma- level mutants who like the Alpha and Beta mutants are pretty handy in combat. But as a result of their X-GENE, they cannot pass for humans without the use of disguise of some sort. Let’s say they have weird body forms far from that of humans like; possessing elf like ears, fangs and prehensile tails.. “ Fourth, the Delta- level mutants. Like the Alpha and Beta, they can pass as humans at first glance but their powers are more subtle, enough so that an outsider might not notice they have powers. They may go for many years without even realizing they have powers because theirs are limited.. “ The fifth, the Epsilon-level mutants. They have either non- combative powers or no