First Family Novels & Stories

“It means our bloodline will eventually die because pure pups haven’t been born in a long time.” “Yes, they have.” “Not primal pups.” It took Eliza a little while to understand what I was saying. “First families.” “Yes.” River glanced from one to the other. “How the fuck is Summer first family?” “Her birth was manufactured, her father from one of the first two families created.” In my mind, the devil must be laughing his ass off. “Well, fuck,” he said. “That must piss her off.” I had to chuckle although every muscle was tense. “You have no idea how much. Birth rates are down. You’ve already been told that.”

It's the first day of senior high school so I woke up and prepared early. I was chosen to be the speaker for the opening assembly. I enjoyed being around with people. When I was little, my father will always bring me to parties, events and meetings. I am an only child and the only heir to the Wilson Empire. Our family is the richest clan in the country and the second richest in the US and Europe.

N's Empire, wherein the mansions of prominent families reside and one of them was the family who ranked first of the wealthiest in City N. The Jin Family. To be continued.

Two days later, Celeste and I found ourselves in the middle of the desert, surrounded by Alpha’s from all over. The area was lined with grand tents, each one air conditioned and assigned a different purpose. If any humans stumbled upon our gathering, they would think it was some retreat for the elite of their own kind. The main tent held several long tables, organized in such a way that we all faced inward once we were seated. Given my status as the oldest pack in existence, Celeste and I were given seats at the head of the table. I was younger than many of the Alpha’s, but my pack name carried weight. The history of our kind told of my pack being the first, fracturing into others as more Al

a random dude asked. "Our name is Chaos and we aren't a mafia. We're a motherfucking family. We won't adhere to your bullshit mafia rules, we make our own. We are a family and are open to all. Join us if you choose. Our family is the strongest you will ever find." Blaise announced.

"I'm happy to know that he believes in me." In that moment, Malakai gently turned Amani to face him, his eyes filled with reassurance. "We both believe in you, Amani." Amani wished she could share the same sentiment, but deep down, uncertainty plagued her. Throughout her life, she had grappled with self-doubt. When her father had finally revealed her status as an Alpha and the weighty responsibilities that came with it, she had never felt truly capable. She was the first female Alpha to ever be born, and the reality of that revelation had weighed heavily on her shoulders for years.

**Homecoming** The familiar scent of home—the faint aroma of Claire’s lavender candles, the comforting smell of old wood, and the lingering hint of last night’s rain—filled the air as the Hayes family finally stepped through their front door. Despite the exhaustion from the relentless chase and the constant threat looming over them, the warmth of their home brought a fleeting sense of safety. For the first time in what felt like ages, they were back where they belonged. But the sanctuary of their home was tempered by the reality of the battles still ahead.

The symbol of the Banished Tribe stared back at me like a silent guardian. But I pushed past it and opened the first journal. The first line read: “My family.”

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

I hope my roommate is good since I might need her help in unpacking, thanks to my loads of belongings. Before leaving, they all hugged me. "Honey, please take care okay? You are going to be away from us for the first time. Be careful of what you do and your actions. Whenever you need anything, call us anytime. We will come. Don't do anything that you will regret. Be careful and stay safe. I love you." Mamma said, tearfully. It must be hard for her too since it was the first time. I didn't want to tear up, for the vulnerability was something I hated to even be on its edge.