The Pack's Daughter Novels & Stories

"Stop talking for a second. Who... who is your daughter?" "My daughter has nothing to do with your pack politics!" Her voice lashed back over the line like a whip, dripping with fierce, protective venom. "She is a five-year-old child who was targeted by men wearing your pack's emblem! You wanted Beckett Trade's signature on your winter transport contracts? You want our grain routes secured? Then prove your pack is worth dealing with. Send your guard units to the city right now, or I walk away from the table forever." Hearing her speak—hearing the absolute, unbreakable courage in her tone—pushed all the confusion out of my mind, replacing it with the hard, cold reality of a crisis.

Sometimes I wondered how sure I could be that the Orion Pack wasn't planning anything fishy towards us. The fact that Alpha Orion had even brought his daughter here when there were other packs and even people that could actually accommodate his daughter, he brought her here. I really didn't know what his intentions were but I sure as hell wasn't going to let my guard down all because she could help with the pack affairs. Even if she did, she was still the daughter of the Orion pack. She couldn't be trusted. If not for my mate, I wouldn't even let her step a foot into the threshold of this pack.

Rebekah swore on the witness oath immediately she took the stand. “You may speak now” Donald said. “Greetings all, I am Rebekah Thomas daughter of Doman Thomas and Karren Thomas. I am a full time member of the Golem pack and partly a member of the blood moon pack, I went to visit my family in the blood moon pack few days ago and on my way back, I saw something my eyes were never meant to see” she stopped trying to hold them in suspense and see the reaction on Alpha Baldwin’s face. Then she continued;

He looks back at me and says darkly, "They killed Daciana's heir, Khalid, and his daughter, Sara. It didn't take long for the Lycanthrope to unite and wage a war against The Four Packs that would last generations." "Daciana was one of Orion and Cecily's daughters," I chew on my thumbnail while I consider this. Back in Palawan, I had a vision of Kaltain performing a ceremony to create a Collected-she and those around her were either dressed for ritual or battle. "Were there any others who led the war?"

“Why do they think that they have the right to behave in a way that these secrets should be kept? Your pack thinks that they are above humans. More than humans. You’re happy to live amongst us, to use us to disguise your supernatural natures, you f-k us, sit next to us in school and in church, let us repair your cars, serve your food… But underneath your pretty smiles and friendly ways, you think you’re more than us, better than us. “Well, that’s not going to fly anymore,” she leaned across the table towards him angrily. “The cracks are there and it’s bigger than me and my father. These girls’ parents,” she jabbed her finger at the pile of paper. “Know that something is going on. They might

“Or I will strap you to the chair and show everyone the darker side of my magic.” “Fuck you,” the shewolf spat. “You and fucking Aislen fucking Carter.” “Patience is a bit sour,” Diana said with a hint of smugness to Meguitte. “She’s never approved of the Triquetra and Aislen. I think that’s why she pushed reinstating August so strongly to the pack. If she hadn’t, then June Barnham and that witch would never have gotten the pack’s support. Patience is a police officer, so people tend to listen -”

I’m having to fight every day to maintain my position as Alpha of this pack. Having our packs financial accounts frozen has been another challenge. Since most of the pack’s money seemed to come from my father’s and brother’s trafficking, the council froze our accounts. Thankfully, Piper and Alpha Henry have connections, and I was able to get the council to agree to release enough funds for me to keep the pack running until the trials are over. After that, I’ll have to figure out some way to fund the pack and keep them from going bankrupt. Hopefully, today was the last of it. I sat in the courtroom, listening to the woman I never knew was my half-sister, Vivienne, tell the story of how my fat

I was about to blow the bone whistle on my chest when my wolf mom stopped me with the last bit of strength she had. The wolf pack always paid back kindness. The Potters had taken in the sick and the old and gave the wolves a home. I knew she did not want me to destroy the Potters unless I had no other choice. The vet looked at her injuries and shook his head. "There is nothing I can do." "She used to be the fastest wolf in the forest. She shouldn't die this way!"

She wrapped her arms around herself and walked faster, trying to escape everything. Her mind kept spiraling. Half-werewolf. Half-sister. That kiss. She wanted to believe she was still Alice, the girl who laughed with her best friend Mira at lunch, who studied hard, who thought Samuel was her father. But her mom’s confession was louder than any hope she had. The words wouldn’t leave her: The Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack… Tears burned in her eyes, but she bit her lip hard, refusing to cry out here. She kept walking.

There was no reason to let Matt do all the work. “What are you doing?” “Looking up the pack registration,” I told her. “Every pack is registered and every pack’s government has to make a profile with the Interpack authorities as a public record.” She nodded, “I remember the alpha’s daughter talking about taking a picture. She was acting luna after her mother died.” I looked at her, “Do you think she might be alive?” Grace shuddered, “No.” The coldness in her voice told me everything I needed to know.