Pack Name Novels & Stories

My only hope is that the Alpha of this minor pack was reasonable. The letter was a letter of help and I'd they didn't have anything good enough to offer me then I wouldn't be interested in anything he had to say. The Eclipse pack. I had never heard of any pack like that but sure they were a minority and if they had good resources, I would take over the pack. And he would get protection, it was a good enough deal.

"So, about clothes, I think it’s best we go shopping. Usually, the Luna would definitely do that with pack funds." "What’s the pack fund?" I asked curiously, as I had never heard of it before. "Oh, yeah, it’s basically just, uhmm, something the pack uses to support the young and those who aren’t working yet. Also, it’s used to pay those who are as well. Although it’s all for the development of the pack, wolves are still hungry, you know!" I nodded in understanding before she continued. "So why don’t I take you shopping, just for a bit of clothing, till the Luna gets back, hmm?" She offered.

All I wanted now was for my wish to be fulfiled. I and Lisa walked downstairs to the hall, where the assembly would be held. New packs were just arriving, Penumbra pack, Shadow lantern pack and the Erlanger pack. I couldn't recognize them when mixed together but in groups, they told their pack names. I was able to recognize Erlanger pack members with the way they dressed like they could get cold anytime. For the Penumbra pack members, I was able to recognize them with their hair color. They all possessed this kind of hair colour that looked weird, they had shinny black hair but each and every one's black hair was patterned with grey hair. There were striped, d

I look down at the deep blue dress I'd bought myself on our way into town, aside from the white ribbon around the waist it was quite plain but clean and in good repair. As for Arken, he'd finally changed into the simple gray tunic and black slacks I'd purchased on his behalf. As my eyes took him in, the way the toned down colors made his golden eyes seem more vibrant and powerful, I had to admit that he looks rather nice. Embarrassed by my weird thoughts, I turn my head away and jolt finding the younger of the two women suddenly standing beside me. "I want red meat." Arken states before she can say a word, her lips pucker as though she'd caught a whiff of something foul.

*Allie-Jean’s POV* “So many packs will be here tonight.” My brother’s eyes were darting nervously around his bedroom as he started to move everything around without purpose. Our pack, Blood Moon, was anxious and the energy around the house was worse than that. I couldn’t be bothered. I was only 17 years old and still had a year before I could marry and start my own life. My older brother Shaun was another story. This was his last chance to find his Luna before the throne would be given to our youngest brother. I wasn’t worried, though, because Shaun had many different suitors.

The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

Declan’s POV: Cold wind blew gently across the vast lands bordering the Westwood pack. It was a fresh morning, but the atmosphere was particularly cold. About a hundred soldiers assembled in an orderly formation, all dressed in brownish armor with a tiger emblem attached to the chest. I stood in front of them, inhaling cold air as I used my wolf’s inner strength to sniff around. Something was wrong. Someone was missing. I took a quick glance at Rhys who was standing right beside me, and he nodded to confirm my guess.

He winks at me, and for a fleeting moment, I feel a spark of camaraderie… something more than just the bond of being thrown together. Tjeck's pack house, a repurposed relic of an old abandoned school, exudes a unique charm that speaks of its storied past. Its high walls loom around the property, a silent sentinel standing guard against the outside world, with only a single, sturdy gate offering passage. As we step through that gate, the two guards stationed there nod respectfully to KC, their presence a reminder of the pack's vigilance.

“It’s the name change. The name looks more like a pack name for a nomadic pack than a stable one.” “Oh.”

“I believe that. Oh. I put two pack t-shirts in your bag this morning. They have our pack symbol on them. You should always have one or two when you’re away from the pack, to represent your pack.” “Oh. Thank you. I never knew we had those.” “Yeah. They were my idea when I was about fourteen. My mom loved the idea, and had them made for all pack members. Whenever someone travels they take at least one.” “I like that idea actually.” “I’m glad. Are you done making sure you have everything?” “I just want to check the bathroom, and I’m done.” “Ok.”