Black Bull Member Novels & Stories

ASHLEY The ceremonial welcoming of Alpha Hendrix and my mum continued all day. The elders of the pack arrived and greeted him. their homage. My mum, too, had some meetings with members of the pack, where she shared different gifts among them. Later in the evening, there was an official meeting in the palace hall. Everyone had to attend except me. I kept wishing the meeting would end quickly so I could spend some time with my mates. We had been busy all day, entertaining visitors. I had consoled myself with the thought that we would be together in the evening. My heart broke when I realized there was another meeting.

He waved back at me before making his way back out of the club, sliding right through the mass of swaying bodies. My wolf growled inside my head; angry and irritated at the word ‘mate’. At twenty four, I was the only one in my group who hadn't found their mate yet. Even Derek had found his mate three years ago, while attending Uni. It was a guy named Sawyer Hudson, two years older than him and from a relatively small wolf pack in Somerset County.

“I did, and what challenge do you want to give me?” “Well, you said that woman don't ride and that the longest they ever stayed on the bull was 5.8 seconds, record achieved by Mr. Callahan. So, I want to up the ante, if I stay the 8 seconds, plus the agreed money, I get Sovereign for myself.” Earlier she said she already has two bulls; I imagine she wanted to increase the herd. All I know is she played it high, if she's bluffing it's a hell of a bluff, I hope she has some good cards up her sleeve in case he accepts.

In that instant, he knew that Butch was a Blood Wolf Group team leader and a Blood Hand Organization member. "Hold up!" Butch shouted. He quickly walked toward him; his eyes never left Darryl's face. "What did you say? How do you know I'm a Blood Hand Organization member?" Only a handful of people knew he had joined the organization half a year ago, so did Darryl know that?

Douglas’s voice called out through an intercom system. ‘You certainly love taking risks, Azure,’ Nero snickers in my head. ‘And you don’t?’ I snort, knowing damn well we’re on the same page. Nero and I run a tight ship. Here at Blackwood INC as well as back in our pack. As the Alpha of Blackwood, one of the largest wolf packs on the West coast, we have to. Nearly two thousand members rely on us to ensure that our kind is safe, and without the bond that we share, that simply wouldn’t be possible.

The word made Isla want to laugh. Structure. Another neat word for control. Adrian’s voice went cold. “You mean compliance.” Richard looked at him. “I mean the pack will not tolerate uncertainty forever.” One of the council wolves finally spoke. “If there is a bond, it must be addressed.” Must. The word was the ugliest one yet. Adrian didn’t hesitate. “No.” This time the whole square reacted. Not loudly. Just enough. A collective intake of breath. The silver-braided elder stared at him. “You would refuse recognition?”

A massive wolf emerged from the shadows, its sleek black coat gleaming under the moonlight, its silver eyes blazing like fire caught in metal. Was that… Rayvan? The three men shifted before my eyes, their bodies contorting into wolves, circling the black wolf with murderous growls. The sound of their howls chilled my bones. This wasn’t the first time I had seen werewolves fight, but terror still gripped me, leaving me breathless. I should have been able to shift, especially under such danger, but nothing stirred within me. I was powerless, left only to watch as Rayvan prepared to fight alone.

I said, and he stood up, " After three months you travel, my alpha, your dad, was sent an emergency invite to go to the palace. That night, when he came back, he was crying. He told us to wear black for the whole that he had lost his great friend, the alpha of alphas, After two weeks of the event, he went there again, and came back furiously, saying the elders were forgetting that the alpha of alphas needed to be morn all they spoke but was that it should be kept a secret from his children and a representative was there. After that day, the following day, alpha Kingston, the alpha of the silver thistle pack, came, and told him to accept the representative, and it should be given to Sir Rober

"And just who is the alpha of Bull Creek now?" Jed sighed. "Someone who we discovered was more a follower than a leader, Neal Porter, a fox. We wanted to start with someone we deemed not a threat to anyone, so we chose a fox rather than a panther or tiger. However, reports have come to our attention that a coyote by the name of Tina Barrett possesses his attention—may even be his mate by now—swaying him against the other paranormals. Why, we don't know, but he listens to her, instead of doing his job of protecting everyone in Bull Creek."