Vanessa Pack Novels & Stories

“We are friends. I can see his side. I know I’m not the only one who sees it, but I can’t see Carrie’s. I get I’m the only one in the group who can’t.” “Oh I can’t either,” Vanessa snorts. “When I am Luna my first act is to banish her mother and her from packlands.” “You can’t without cause,” Leo says kissing her cheek. “Fraud, false promise, disloyalty,” Vanessa blinks at him. “Right Laura?” Laura looks at Vanessa softly. “Thank you Vanessa.”

I growl in her direction, but she remains unmoved. Vanessa waltzes around my desk, running her finger along the edge until she is standing right next to me. “You know, Bussie,” she says, and I roll my eyes at the nickname she gave to me when we were children. “I saw something very interesting at the dress shop a few days ago.” “What was that,” I growl irritably. “Your mate,” Vanessa says with a sneer spread across her lips. “Did you know that she has witchcraft tattooed up and down her arms?” Vanessa’s eyes are wide as she feigns innocence.

I turned with a defeated sigh to the men who were from my personal security detail. I addressed the men. “You do know that the point of me wearing a disguise and masking my scent is because I don’t want to be identified as the pack leader here?” They were all burly, dressed in all black. A few of them had not even bothered to hide the weapons they toted. A very large battle axe hung from the back of Ritglass, and Scem who was the smallest in the group was wide-eyed, knives gripped far too tightly in his hands as he stared behind me—almost beyond me.

ThE ViNiAn 👽 Hey cutie. Where you at? I need to ask you for a favor asap. Who is this? Is there any other person in this world that would think you're cute? Vanessa. You bloody Motherfucker. I know it's you, Channing. What do you want? Your head, on a platter with french fries as a side order. Where are you, princess? I need to ask you some questions so get your pear shaped ass in the cafeteria. And why should I listen to you?

she said. “Oh f-k,” Rhett groaned. “Can’t we just do this?” “Nah, I don’t think so,” Cameron sighed. “There’s our pack to rescue, a Van Helsing to kill, and a town to save. What a f-king shit show.”

He looked at his mother, “Who is this Vanessa? I never heard about her.” “I asked around a bit and apparently, she came to work for Don Lorenzo his pack just a couple of months ago as an omega. She climbed the ranks quickly they say because she was very smart. They also say she has moon-souled eyes and is a rare beauty. It is all very strange and remarkable.” Colin mumbled, “Interesting indeed.” His mother brought out some glasses with drinks and toasted, “Well we all know both those alphas were cunts, so I say good riddance.”

“Not Ella. Everyone can see that now, Ella is too low for you, you’re the next Alpha, start acting like that.” Across the pool, Vanessa laughs loudly while a group of girls stand around her with drinks and peppered meats in their hands. She wears a small white bikini that barely covers her body, and her long dark hair falls down her back as she enjoys all the attention around her like she was made for moments like this. He looks in my direction and grins. “After the party,” he says, “Vanessa should move back into the pack house. That’s where she belongs, she’s the mother of your child.”

********************************************************************************** *Unknown POV* Two cars arrived at the pack house. The pack members immediately made way for their Alpha and Luna. Vanessa greeted everyone as she entered the pack house. It was more well furnished and embellished than last time. She looked at the interiors with awe. On one of the walls was a picture of a beautiful woman sitting on the throne. She had same silver eyes as Damian and her hair colour matched Liam's. She must be their mom. She was an eternal fountain of love. " your mom was beautiful" Vanessa said intertwining her fingers with Damian's.

Vanessa recovered quickly, but her interest sharpened. “How fascinating,” she said, turning to me. “I didn’t realize he was looking.” “He wasn’t,” I replied calmly. “It just happened.” Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “What pack are you from?” “Moonshadow.” Recognition didn’t come. Only calculation. “A new pack,” she said. “How… ambitious.” The implication was clear. I met her gaze without hesitation. “I built it myself.” A pause. Then I added, evenly, “And I didn’t do it for anyone’s attention.”

she whispered. Win raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” Vanessa leaned in closer, her voice turning low and seductive. “You always liked Victoria, right? I’ll let you sleep with her. In return, you delete every single video and image you have of me.” Win stared at her for a moment, then laughed. “That’s a good deal. But how do I know you’re not bluffing?” Vanessa reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. She held it up in front of his face.