The Pack's Daughter Novels & Stories

Arman While Alpha Warren arranged the increased patrols, Yorick argued with Cyra about remaining inside under the C-Squads watch. She didn’t relent until he reminded her that if Stellan got to her, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill their son. That seemed to finally get through to her and she and Gamma Lila, along with their pups remained in the public areas of the new packhouse surrounded by warriors and C-Squad members. While Alphas Quirin, Connor, and Henry went on the increased patrols to make sure that Alpha Warren’s underage pups stayed safe, Yorick led me to the monitors that have been set up in the packhouse to watch the pack’s borders.

My skin prickled at the obvious contempt and shame in his voice as he spoke of his son. “I wish one day he could snap out of this silly traumatized phase and remember how to be a man. Liook at our pack…every day we face attacks from a mad man who had crowned himself king of the rogues and my own son, who should be leading an army by now cannot even defend himself properly.” I opened my mouth to respond—to what, I didn't know—when I heard footsteps on the stairs behind me. I turned. And forgot how to breathe. He was gorgeous.

This pack needs a luna there are things she would be better at dealing with than I am. She clears her throat, reclining provocatively on my desk. With a subtle movement, she crosses one leg over the other side of my chair. “As you know, I am to top fighter out of our warriors. I am the former beta’s daughter. I know this pack better than anyone. And I can help you with you plans to take over the pack, not to mention … I know exactly how you like to fuck,” she finishes smirking victoriously as she stares at my crotch.

She said, "My sweet girl, you must've suffered so much! From today onward, we won't let anyone bully you ever again!" Dad was the Alpha of the Black Rose pack, and I was his only daughter. The pup in my belly wasn't even born, yet it already possessed a very noble identity. News that the Alpha of the Black Rose pack had found his long-lost daughter spread across the entire continent. Everyone knew that Alpha Samson of the Black Rose pack was devoted and loyal to his mate. When his daughter was still an infant, she was stolen away by one of his crazed admirers and vanished without a trace.

Callum replied shyly before burying his face in his mother’s shoulder when she took him back. The interaction was so genuine and heartwarming that I almost wished it would never end. It reminded me of what true Pack bonds looked like—filled with warmth, love, and shared joy. As the Silver Claw Pack was shown inside, the final guests arrived: Alpha Draven and his daughter, Princess Thalia, from the Amethyst Pack. Their car was sleek and colored black with purple accents, a clear nod to their Pack’s name.

“That’s the fucking Alpha’s daughter, shitheads. And if he finds out you laid a hand on his precious girl, he’ll have your manhoods nailed to the packhouse wall.” The words landed like a blade across their bravado. For a moment, genuine fear flickered in their eyes. But one of them straightened, a sneer tugging at his mouth. “You think we’re fools? Everyone knows the Alpha keeps his daughter locked in the packhouse. No way she’s out here.”

A Luna for the Pack members standing behind me who were just as anxious to have a Luna. Yet she was behaving like a brat who had her toy plucked from her. I squeezed her hand once again, trying to get her attention on me. “Your Pack is watching you,” I murmur as her mother and father glance around to see the concerned look of my Pack members. They move closer wanting to dismantle this outrage their daughter is exhibiting.

Daciana’s P.O.V Mother and I returned to my bedroom after the elders passed their judgment. She was fuming with rage, but never said a word. We got inside the room and she began packing my clothes into a bag without looking at me. “What are you doing?” I asked her, but she didn’t answer. “Mother,” I called, but again, she didn’t answer. “Stop ignoring me, Mother. What are you doing?” I demanded. She sighed, wiping a teardrop from her eyes. “The Elders just passed their judgment declaring the heir of the pack a rogue. If word gets out to the villagers that you killed your father–they’ll burn you alive.”

“But-“ For the first time since their arrival, I see the Alpha of the Black Wolves turn on his daughter, his voice harsh, “That’s enough, Carmine! We are leaving!” However, I see the glint of stubbornness in the girl’s eyes as she looks at her father and then at me and Lucas. I expect her to throw some level of a tantrum but to my surprise, her voice softens and she touches her father's arm, “Alright. I understand. But let’s stay till the pack run. We did come here for an alliance with this pack but there are two other packs. We can at least try and connect with them.” I can see her father resist but finally he scowls, “Fine. We’ll leave after the pack run.”

"You get them to safety. Promise me." "As you wish, your Majesty." The Valkyrie pounced on my mates and I ripped my hand from Caspian's, sprinting to the edge of Katharine's power. I heard them scream my name. Heard Caspian cursing each one of my girls and Julian roaring that they were dooming me. Mikaela cried, her sobs almost breaking her chest open. But I focused on my daughter instead. On the power vibrating off of her in great waves. "It is you and me until the very end, baby girl."