The Pact Novels & Stories

Belle’s P.O.V ____________ I tried.. but couldn't seem to fully hide the shocked look on my face as Pete walked up to sit at my left. "Actually... We find you as quite an interesting person..", Pete looked to her. "We would like to form a pact with you" She opened her mouth... But the words won't come out. Peter cleared his throat, "When you form an official pact on the game, you're not allowed to kill each other"

she said to her sister. “What pact?” Diane asked. A pact was considered to be an agreement which once made couldn’t be broken as it would cause unbearable pain and ultimately lead to death on the person who broke it. “Do you trust me?” Anaya asked Diane. “Of course I do,” Diane answered and she rolled her eyes at what kind of question Anaya just asked her. “Good, now, let’s make the unbreakable pact,” Anaya said and she requested for Diane’s hands which the latter gave her.

You think a few needles and machines can fix a curse? “A curse?!” Nyra asks. He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "You know nothing of our history. Do you know about the Pact? It was a fragile agreement, forged centuries ago, for humans and vampires to commit to stopping the slaughter. We stepped out of the shadows, agreed to coexist. But look around you now. There are more vampires in places of power and influence than ever before—senators, CEOs, cultural icons. It threatens the humans. They don't want coexistence anymore; they want to purge us."

“Well, I am Blake The Troublemaker and I’d like to know why you killed a vampire this morning,” the dangerous-vibe vampire smirked humorlessly as he approached the werewolf unfazed by his growls. Holy shit! Blake The Troublemaker was in town and he wasn’t just visiting. He was the one who established The Devil’s Pact, the peace treaty that ended the era of wars between species. All supernatural beings abide by its laws to keep the harmony going, and all crimes are investigated and punished.

The words landed differently than I expected. An Alpha Pact was not a handshake. It was not a promise, not in any sense that the word carried in ordinary usage. It was an ancient rite threaded back to the founding wolf, the first of their kind, the original blood from which every Alpha line descended, and it had teeth. Real teeth. Breaking an Alpha Pact did not simply dissolve the agreement. It unraveled the wolf who had made it, slowly and without mercy, until there was nothing left but the echo of what they had sworn and failed to keep.

Dax let out a low whistle. And the Alpha knelt. Link We called it the Phoenix Pact. Not just rebirth. Resurgence. It bound ten packs by oath, blood, and magic older than the moon. But as the last vow was spoken, I felt it—that tremor beneath the stone floor. A lie. One of them wasn’t true. And I’d find the traitor. Even if I had to tear this whole pact apart to do it. Lily Something was wrong.

“What kind of ‘assurance’ are you talking about?” “A pact,” Zeus replied sharply, pulling a rolled-up document from the inside of his jacket. “A formal, binding agreement that you’ll sign in front of witnesses. It states that you will not hurt my sister physically or emotionally. If you break that pact, you forfeit your rights as her mate, as an alpha and she will return here to us. You’ll also be obligated to leave her and your pack will be taken over by me.”

He’s to be tried tomorrow. “This is treason,” he says. “Against the Council. Against order.” “The Council is dead,” Syra says. “You killed it when you sold kids. We’re building something new.” That night, we name it. Not Council. “Pact,” Rook says. He’s sitting with the other kids, learning letters. “Not Council. Council sounds like old men talking. Pact sounds like promise.” “The Luna’s Pact,” Alaric says. “Twelve packs. One law. No collars.”

Alden lifted the parchment, now thrumming faintly with the weight of three packs’ signatures. “Let it be known,” he said, voice ringing through the hall, “that Mooncrest, Nightveil, and Bloodthorn’s reform council have entered into the Pact of Three. We stand united against the curse web that has fed on our people. We will pull up every root. Together.” A murmur rolled through the room, louder this time, less hesitant. Some faces still pinched. Some eyes are still hard. But the words were spoken. The marks were made.

Charlotte and Jules seemed to realize at the same time as well and the panic on their faces almost seemed satisfying, were it not for the dangerous waters they were treading. A human was no match for an angry wolf, no matter how strong. “Y-you can’t touch us. It’s our right, remember? The cooperation pact?” Charlotte tried to sound confident but the shaking in her voice gave her away. The cooperation pact was the treaty the wolves and humans of this town signed as a sign of good faith and partnership in order for everyone to work together to defeat the rogues that were preparing for battle in the previous book. “Do not speak to me of the pact when you were not