Alaska Twilight Novels & Stories

I needed to prove that she could trust me, that I was worthy of being her mate. “I’ll earn your trust,” I promised, my voice low and steady. “I’ll prove to you that I’m not like Nick, that I’ll never hurt you. But you have to give me a chance, Mirabella. Come with me to Alaska. Let me show you what it means to be my Luna, to be a part of something bigger than either of us.” She stayed silent for what felt like an eternity, her mind torn between the life she knew and the one I was offering her. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely a whisper.

"My mistake, what is it that I can help you with Cohen?" Alaska doesn’t even miss a beat, sounding as apologetic as pleasant for the mix up, sounding as anyone would expect her to sound. "Is Jaxson available?" Alaska stares at the small window as the first large raindrop hits the heavily weathered glass pane of the small and secluded cabin which is far away from civilization, surrounded by trees and a good distance from all pack borders, the type of place that one would expect two outcast wolves, who are for all purposes rogues, to live.

. Wind Winder Pack. Dark Moon Pack. Shadow Pack. The Moon Stone pack is where I am. They are ruled by two powerful Alphas, who are twins. The Alphas are the most powerful in the whole of the five packs residing in America. I used to be a Blue Moon pack member in the UK, but as I got disowned, I was cut off. Leaving me with no scent, just like a rogue, but when Jesse took me in. Nana and her husband, after hearing my story, decided to take me in. So they proclaimed me their daughter, automatically making me a Moon Stone member. And I am forever grateful.“Get into your posts everyone.” Nana yells, causing me to flinch as I scramble to my post behind the counter.~~~ Oh, my bones are aching. Mon

Nina asked as soon as Julia left the room. "It's nice," I replied, deciding it was best not to be completely forthright. "The wildlife in Alaska is so beautiful. Definitely make sure Tyce brings you out to see it. And the winters are majestic. Sure, the sun doesn't rise for several weeks, but the northern lights are spectacular. And our full moon runs are unparalleled during the winter months. We hunt the night before, and throw huge parties, roasting our kill over open flames with live music and dancing the night of the run. You and Tyce will be leading them, of course."

“Great, then let’s go to Dawson City. We’ll ask around.” Our team arrived with the vehicle, and we drove towards our destination. “A team of Red Wolves has been sighted in the Brooks Range, Alaska, Alpha,” said a team member. “What about the other team?” “Maybe they’re following Cerelia,” suggested Alpha Datsyuk. “Possible.”

“My favorite color—because it’s the color of your eyes.” Elena laughed, the sound light and melodic. “Smooth, Alpha. Very smooth.” They lay side by side on the grassy hill, the world around them fading into the background. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets were the only sounds accompanying their shared silence. “Have you ever seen the Northern Lights?” Elena asked, her voice tinged with wonder. Asher shook his head. “No, but I’ve heard they’re breathtaking.” “In Alaska, they say the sky dances with colors—greens, pinks, purples. It’s like nature’s own light show.”

Stormie asked. "You are already the crowned prince so of course you have a deal." Alpha west answered. "Then sign it." Stormie said and Walked to a table in the chamber, he searched for some papers and when he saw them he brought it to Alpha west. "I Alpha west of twilight pack, has granted the pack elders the permission to make my son, prince Stormie, the crowned prince of twilight pack as the next Alpha and successor of my throne with all due respect." The paper reads.

He turned once more toward the ribcage. “Tell Tobias I’m proud of him. And that I kept my promise.” Then he walked into the breach. Into the chest of the fallen wolf. And was gone. No cry. No light. Only silence. Then movement. The bones shifted. The fog swirled, collapsing inward like breath drawn by a dying god. The basin trembled. A faint, clear line split through the air ahead. Light broke through. Real light. Not gold, not white. But blue. Sky.

Finally, in the frozen twilight of the eighth day, the charcoal-black leviathan breached the surface. The location was a private, uncharted bay eighty nautical miles north of Reykjavik, Iceland. The surface of the water was a jagged mosaic of thin, crystalline ice that groaned as the hull crushed through it. Above, the Aurora Borealis draped across the heavens like a vibrant, emerald silk ribbon, flickering against a sky so black it felt heavy. A biting wind, sharp enough to draw blood, swirled curtains of fine snow across the deck. The ice crystals hit the skin like a thousand microscopic needles—merciless and waking.

Lyla asked i can hear the faint whimper of sadness "You're not weak Em, you are stronger than you think, if only you'd let me prove it to you" "Lyla, I can't." I interjected. "I can't do anything she's the beta's daughter! The alpha would kill us!" the worry in my voice made her back down just enough for me to remind her, "We only have two weeks. Two more weeks and we will never have to worry about her ever again." Lyla seemed displeased with my response