The Weakest Tamer Began A Journey To Pick Up Trash Novels & Stories

I needed to find a way, any way, before the plague took what I had no right to claim and had wanted with my whole life anyway. But the pack was going crazy. The smaller packs were being eradicated, wiped out one bloodline at a time, their territories left silent. And there were the rumors. Talk drifting up from the southern borders of a man, a stranger, half a prophet and half a madman, standing on the edges of ruined villages and calling out to the survivors. Join me, or suffer. That was what they said he told them. Join me, or rot like the rest. I knew it could be Tyson. But it also couldn’t be. He was dead. He had to be dead.

We find some pets in houses alone, when we find a pet in an empty house we leave a note with a phone number and we take the pet back to the castle to be fed and taken care of until their families return. I want to lead the pack as we clear the roads, but the warriors of the pack insist on keeping me surrounded at all times. So, I settle for placing myself somewhere in the middle, with warriors working on all sides. Until the morning of the thrid day, just after we make it to the largest grocery store in the area, I have givin the warriors the list from Miss Frankie so they can gather the food items she needs for the next two days. Then I hear a child crying. Not the screaming, crying, wailin

Something that I adopted after living here for so many years. He looked astonished. "She was able to withstand your charm?" "Pfft! You have no idea what I went through." I said as if what happened was a nightmare. Dawn, my beautiful nightmare. I almost gave up taming this dragon. The hospital drama was actually Cass’s idea. He said that we can use my hospitalization as an excuse to call Dusk and Dawn. He also added that girls are weak with this kind of scenario and they tend to be emotional, especially if they had something to do with it, so we gave it a try.

Though he can't see my face, I can see his reaction very well. "You've changed, Alpha Lucas, I thought that you—" He stopped in the middle of his sentence and looked at me again. "Good morning, Luna." I heard disappointment from his tone but I couldn't care less since I will only stay here for today. Alena will do the job to gain their trust and be part of this clan, exciting drama isn't it? "Tan, let's talk after you drop off Alena." "Noted, Alpha, but the Rogues on the west borders…"

The black wolf takes off for the trees, whimpering and whining. The brown wolf growls after him, but he has bigger problems to worry about as the two wolves circle him. I want to join them, but I can not. I am laying in the dirt, bleeding and broken. Then I remember Trevor. Lifting my head from the ground, I look around until I find his crumpled form at the base of a tree.

'Not much of a difference really' 'How did you figure there was a nearby pack here though? I didn't even remember that' 'I roamed about a lot when I newly turned rogue, there's no pack in this state that I don't know. This pack is called Silver Crest pack and the man that was talking to us is the Gamma of the pack' "Why is she still howling like crazy? My ears are starting to hurt", Trevor complains and Marvin chuckles. "You should take her home to her mother"

I walk through the tape and no one stops me. I enter the house and up to my room and grab the shirt from the hamper and turn holding it specifically. Her blood that is on the top under his nose. “Trovala, Boomer! (Find her, Boomer!)” he runs with a growl. The hunt begins. If Savage thinks she is stupid enough to still be at the clubhouse, he is an idiot. But then again, Foxy isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up the tracker and see where he is going. Good boy Boomer.

Amaria clenched her fist and stood up,“ Both of you be quiet, as Elex said this is a pointless bicker, we have a massive issue on the ground, let's just focus on that and keep our differences aside and just work together” Dove and Teresa reluctantly agreed to what she said and stopped their bicker. “ Let's begin our patrol now, it's almost evening,” Amaria said as she hung her bow with a quiver filled with arrows on her shoulder and walked out. Elex followed. Dove and Teresa glanced at each other for a while. Dove averted her gaze and said,“ I don't care, I still don't like the fact that a human is traveling with us ”, and stumped out. A small puppy squirmed out of Teresa's bag and growled a

“I feel... lost.” “That’s okay,” Damien said gently. “You don’t have to have all the answers right now. None of us do. But we’ll figure it out, together. One step at a time.” His words settled over me like a blanket, warm and reassuring. For the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to breathe deeply, letting the tension in my chest ease just a little. --- As the morning wore on, the clearing near the falls came alive with activity. Wolves from all the packs were working together, repairing old structures, clearing debris, and preparing the land for new beginnings. It was a sight that filled me with a cautious sense of hope.

I have faith in Grey to get Layla to safety, so I continue working on taking out these bastards. Every time I get one down two more resume the fallens place. I reached out to my warriors who have just arrived to help Trev and I take out the trash and we begin taking them down with ease now that the playing field is level. I'm trying not to let my mind wonder to Layla because everytime I lose focus a new wolf gets the jump on me.