Northwest Passage Novels & Stories

"Those are not the same thing. The journey to the northern pass took three days. My belly was huge now. The baby was heavy, pressing on my lungs, my stomach, my bladder. I could not walk fast. I could not ride a horse. I sat in a cart that Gaius had found, bumping over frozen roads, trying not to throw up. Noah walked beside the cart, his hand on the rail, his eyes scanning the horizon. Neal walked on the other side, still weak but stubborn, refusing to ride. "He will not be there," Noah said for the tenth time. "He will be there," I said. "How do you know?" "Because I am his daughter. And he loves me. Even if he has a strange way of showing it." Noah did not answer. The northern pass was a

The ridge quiets around them as nearby wolves listen. Lyrienne steps closer. “How many?” “Enough.” The answer lands heavily. The Executor spreads one of the maps across a nearby supply crate while snow drifts softly over the edges. “By dawn, the eastern and southern passes will be blocked.” Vaelith studies the marked routes carefully. “That leaves only the northern descent.” “For now.” The implication settles hard through the gathered wolves nearby. A trap narrowing slowly shut. The younger bonded male from earlier stares toward the map. “So what? We run?”

"Please." Then he was gone, striding toward his horse, leaving me alone with the echo of his touch and the ache of everything unsaid. --- We reached the northern pass as the sun began to set. It was a narrow valley between two steep ridges, the only route through the mountains for miles in either direction. If the Red Claw wanted to reach our territory quickly, this was the way they'd come. Caleb studied the terrain with a warrior's eye, pointing out defensive positions, escape routes, places to hide. The warriors dispersed to their assigned posts, and soon the pass was quiet—too quiet, as if the land itself was holding its breath.

Daniel huffed as he wiped his blood-stained hand against his pant leg “You should have waited and asked which direction we should have gone,” I complained and Daniel put his hand on my shoulder as he shook his head. “Let's grab an ATV and head North West. There's a port where ships travel across the Bering Strait. That's where the old King Samson will take her since it's the closest,” he asserted. “Mom, you're in charge of your party,” I sighed. “Hurry, son, and get Jade,” she said as she pushed me with both her hands to hurry.

Chapter 70 Through The Pillars. As they followed the gentle undercurrent leading out to the Atlantic Oceanus, its subtle push hastening their journey, the passage stretched wide before them. The towering pillars rose like colossal walls on either side, creating a majestic underwater canyon. Finrir, positioned as the rear guard, swam level with the top of the carriage, utilizing his keen depth vision to survey the path ahead. Even with the expanse of the passage, he could sense the narrowing ahead, an invisible grip gradually tightening.

I couldn’t make sense of it. I knew where I was going next. Thankfully, I set out all my possible paths back on the boat. Which is good, I wouldn’t want to risk damage to the map in this storm. The heaviness in the atmosphere surrounded me, filled me, pushed at me. I knew I was headed East. I wanted to cross into Canada from the Northern mountains, then sweep across to find the Inuit Packs in the Northwest Territories, Nunavut and Qikiqtaaluk Region, before skipping over to Greenland. But that doesn’t feel like the right plan anymore. Blame it on the storm or my boredom, but I think I should cross into Canada from the Southeast part of Alaska. The mountains there would be prime ground for do

"What about the eastern passes? Are they still clear enough for transport?" A thoughtful pause from the phone. "The main road was passable yesterday, but with this new snowfall... Noah, you'll need to take the northern route. It's longer, but the elevation is lower. Less chance of impassable drifts." "Got it," Noah confirmed. "We'll bring chains for all vehicles, extra fuel, emergency rations." "And more medical supplies than you think we need," Theo added. "Dr. Mercer is working miracles, but she's running dangerously low on everything, especially antibiotics and warming blankets."

“A ring of security around their central lands. They want anyone approaching from the south to be seen, tracked, and stopped long before they get close to the heart.” He looked up at Leo. “And the crossing points?” Leo tapped the screen, highlighting three narrow passages between islands. “Only three ways through. All heavily guarded. Sensors, patrols, underwater barriers. No way to slip past unnoticed.” He paused, then tapped a fourth location. It was not a passage at all, but a stretch of open water between two large islands, marked only with a small symbol we had seen many times before the circle and spark. “There is this,” Leo said. “It is not marked as a route. It is not marked as anyth

“You’re going yourself?” “I’m Beta,” I said. “If I send others to die and stay behind, what does that make me?” Kade’s mouth twitched. “Stubborn.” “Alive,” I said. We left at dawn. --- The north pass was a death trap by design. Narrow cliffs on both sides, one way in, one way out. Perfect for an ambush. Perfect for a slaughter. Vex was waiting. He stood on a rock outcrop, 120 rogues behind him, smirking like he’d already won.

I reached out, wincing as the motion sent a fresh ripple of pain through my chest as I patted Pete gently on the back. "Anyway—" Pete said as he cleared his throat again, shaking his head. "What's the plan now?" "Head north. Skirt around the Isles, and only make landfall when we need to stop for supplies. We need to get to Winter Forest before the weather turns. We only have a two-month window before the northern pass begins to freeze." Opaline was being held in one of the storage rooms on the boat, our captive. I wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen to her when we reached Winter Forest, but I couldn't risk her escaping while the Persephone scoped out the situation in Dianny.