Arc King Novels & Stories

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

-Just turned 19 -Born in Black Oak Pack -Mother Deceased, No Father Listed on Birth Certificate -Entered TRTC at age 15 -Completed Highschool Education And BS in Accounting at the same time No major leads there. The lack of family history is a bit peculiar. Immediately after his mother's death, he showed up at TRTC with the Black Oaks Alpha….. Alpha Raymond dropping him off personally. Why does that name sound familiar? I mind linking Jace to see if he’s free. I need his digital tracking and hacking skills. “Bro, you free to come over to my room?” “You’re not my type” he responds.

Harper says, voice strong and proud as he takes Lex from my arm and brings him to his chest for feeding. “And baby b” the nurse asks after she finishes typing the information in. “Asher Marsh Alpha pup of the Night Moon pack” I say.

“Your father is going to talk about something important, stay here.” Darren sighed, he really wanted to take the girl away from this boring family gathering. But he couldn't help but listen to his father speak first. “We look like family, right Mr. Frank?” He was Adam Jarl, Alpha Pack Kyne, Darren's father. Of course before answering that question, Frank chuckled to break the ice. After all he thought it was a good signal to bring two families together. “Yeah, we're like two families already, Alpha Adam. I feel like we're very compatible in every way.”

His long brown hair in a tousled half updo brushed his shoulders as he moved, a pale scar carved across one amber eye fixed sharply on them. Rey deduced he was the Alpha from the way he carried himself with a quiet air of dominance tucked beneath a wall of indifference. He crossed the room in a few strides, flanked by a man in a decorated uniform that reminded her too much of Iver's. "Alpha Orion," Aleksandr said, his voice deep and edged with intrigue. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" ***

The Warriors are now dressed and back in their cars. Four hours later, we arrive at Moonfall pack. Their pack house is a red-brick Victorian mansion. Behind the mansion is a huge temperate forest filled with redwood trees, and I bet it’s where the werewolves run and train. Alpha Dan, the leader of the Moonfall pack, stands in front of the house, waiting for us. He has black hair but some strands in grey. The welcome feels forced. It’s obvious the Moonfall pack don't want me here, but I understand why they are fearful.

Maybe I’d make it halfway before I regretted this. Then, out of nowhere, I heard it—the low, smooth growl of an engine behind me. It was too clean, too powerful to be any normal car. I turned, and my heart sank and flipped all at once. A black car—sleek, shiny, and obviously expensive—rolled up beside me. The tinted window slid down slowly, and of course, it was him. Archer King. He was wearing a white t-shirt that clung to his chest, and his messy brown hair caught the sunlight in a way that made it look like it had been styled on purpose. His eyes, sharp and full of mischief, focused right on me.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

“why are you even defending him, I mean come on this son of a bitch tried to kill you” Roman sprung up from the couch angrily “I’m defending him because he saved me Roman, Henry wasn’t the one who tried to gut me it was some creature that could possibly shape shift” Harley sprung up to, Roman turned back to look at her “A shape shifter, in black hills?” Roman arched a brow “Yes Roman! There is a new threat in black hills and this one is stronger and better and way trickier” Harley explained and Roman turned completely to face her

“Seriously? Arc, you know I’m responsible for her and nothing else. Why on earth would you think that?” Dillon called Drake’s name. He was now talking to him as a friend, not his boss. Drake knew that his words had caught him off guard because he just stood there looking at him with his mouth open a little bit. Drake leaned back and let his body loosen up as he waited for his answer. Even though he had known Dillon since they were kids, he was still the Alpha, and he didn’t like being questioned. Dillon looked at Drake for a few seconds before laughing. “No, Arc. I only said that because I thought it could help.”