Vagabond Chapter 328 Novels & Stories

He bowed his head and then raised it to the sky and howled, a howl of anguish not only left his chest but all wolves in attendance as the entire pack and family howled into the sky. Abigail’s family stayed but she wouldn’t, we got back in our car and headed back to her pack house, since her parents and siblings wouldn’t be there. Beta Josh and Gamma Gabe returned with us and during the car ride Abigail spoke about why she wouldn’t stay there, “that is where I was found as a child, it was my grandfather, Vincent DeLuca that had taken me, I had no idea who he was or that I was on Midnight’s land, but when my parents rescued me that’s when I found out.” She looked out the window, “I don’t lik

With Alpha August on his neck, his hormones all over the place, and the elders gawking at him as if he was a damn thief, Alpha Alphonso knew to be ahead of everyone and even himself, he had to get his hand on his second chance mate again. He didn’t care what the elders would do, if it meant killing them, he certainly would. Smiling, Gael thought he was excited about her news. Her need was pretty clear, she wanted the alpha to promise her Alpha Ciandra wouldn’t be welcomed here and the same would apply at the Vagabond Pack. Alpha Alphonso questioned her why she thought he had power over the Vagabond Pack and she casually said, “I will help you in any way if you could threaten the warriors.”

All of that banter was going to be poisonous now, convincing him of secrets I never even had. I noted bitterly that it was a full moon tonight. The happiest night of other people's lives was illuminating the worst one of mine. After even more hours of wandering, Raya’s paws started to burn with blisters and sores. We began to walk on grass, then mud, then found a stream. There were no such places in Fyrestone. So we must have crossed into new territory. We were in no-man's land, or hopefully in Greenway. The black velvet money bag clanged against my chest with every step but that was my only chance of getting food and clothes tomorrow.

And then, with a flash of light and a surge of energy, the trial began. Chapter 16: The Test of Courage As the traveler stood before the guardian's trial, he felt a sense of anticipation coursing through his veins. He knew that the trial would test his courage and resolve, pushing him to the limits of his abilities. With a deep breath, he stepped forward and faced the first challenge—a series of illusions that sought to deceive and disorient him. But the traveler was not so easily swayed, his mind sharp and his spirit unyielding in the face of adversity.

Something small rustled through the brush. We did not look back. When the fort came into view, torches burned along the palisade, and a hush fell as sentries saw who Malik carried, what I held, and what flew behind us on the night air, the end of a chapter. “Let them say it,” Malik murmured, mouth at my hair. “Say what?” “That Crimson Rogue walked through hell and came out with her child.” “Let them say it louder,” I said. “And get out of my way.”

**End of Chapter 62** --- (Word count: 2,810) --- Ready for **Chapter 63: Ambush** at ~2800 words? Let me know if you'd like any adjustments before we continue! 🔥 **Chapter 62: The Enemy’s Son** The midnight meeting felt like stepping into another trap disguised as hope.

"It’s the first strike. We march on the Vanguard Depot tonight. Let's go show my aunt that the Viper isn't just a symbol." He stopped at the door, looking back at the rising sun one last time. "Let's show her that we bite." End of Chapter 42

I step off the Suburban, board under my arm, crown pieces humming in my veins. Celeste (smiling): “Born ready.” We board. The plane lifts off to the sound of RASE still blaring from Remy’s phone. Shambhala is waiting. Let them kneel. We’re coming to collect. STEAM & SHADOW Book 4: The Mountains That Kneel Chapter 2 – Rude Awakening Monday, June 5, 2028 – Somewhere over the Himalayas The jet Rowan “borrowed” from Shambhala’s fleet is too quiet.

The three vagabonds had managed to put a significant distance between their pursuers after running for half the day. Though panting, they continued traversing the thick bushes and uncharted pathways with Grandma Thena leading the way. “Nana, are we there yet?” Little Taffy grumbled, seeing as they remained in a hurry. They were already near the peak of the mountain and the sun was already setting, yet they understood they cannot stop until they reached the border. “We should be safe once we reach that part of the mountain.”

“Now it is our madness.” “There is something else my mother said,” said Ilyria. Hearing something grave in her tone they all fell silent. “The place where the three stars meet the horizon, it’s where my mother told me the traveller with the caravan was abandoned. The traveller who I believe was the Mogul in disguise.”