Pack Names Novels & Stories

he asks. “I’d expect you to,” I tell him. “And I’d want you to visit Connor’s, Quirin’s, and Cyra and Yorick’s packs too. Mine isn’t the only way to run a good pack, and it might not fit into how you want to run your pack. It’s good to see how other packs are run so you can decide what’s best for your own. Yorick and Cyra’s pack, in particular, has gone through a lot of transition over the past few months, combining two packs into one. They would probably have some good insights for you on how to change the cultural of a pack.” “Thank you, Al … Thank you, Henry.”

he says as he pulls up some elaborate spreadsheet. Then he leans forward, resting his chin on my shoulder. “Do you see this number right here?” he asks. “Yes.” “That’s how much money this pack is worth, Kennedy. Your $30,000 x-ray machine won’t even make a dent in this.” I stare at the number on the screen. “That’s a lot of zeros.” I feel him chuckle behind me. “Yes, it is.” “Wait. THAT’S why Jasper is after our pack?” “This pack is extremely wealthy, Kennedy. We are, by far, the wealthiest pack in the region, possibly the country. We could live off the interest that this money makes every month and never even touch the principal, and most months I have extra to reinvest.”

“If you do have to come for her… don’t just keep her alive.” I frown. “Meaning?” “Give her a pack,” he says. “A real one.” I glance out the window again at my men, my family. “I can do that.” “I know,” Fang replies. “That’s why I called you.” The call ends not long after that. I lower the phone slowly, my reflection staring back at me in the dark glass of the window. The wolf beneath my skin is restless now, pacing hard, insistent. Somewhere out there is a woman who doesn’t know her world is about to burn.

I figured out that they might be busy with the arrangements. All packs were reverse harem packs. I could see different groups of mates around as everyone chatted and socialized. Wait, what if I was mated to two males? We will find out, bri said as I tried to wrap my head around what she meant. I looked around the crowd of young men and women that filled the square hoping to find a familiar figure of my mate but there were a lot of people. Maybe I am not supposed to find my mate today, I thought.

His, Rhett and Cameron’s names were there, a f-king lot, sometimes accurately, sometimes not. Dangerous, he thought grimly scanning down the list of boys names. They were almost all werewolf, Heath noted. A few humans scattered in – Shaun and Nate’s names were there, along with others that he did not know, human boys a few years older than the Triquetra, he guessed from the dates. Behind the spreadsheet were police reports and he groaned under his breath as, no doubt, the pack had suppressed the reports, and thought they’d gotten rid of the records, but Patrick had been thorough in digging them up.

Stay tuned for Book Two, The Pack’s Triquetra! ** Please Note: a change was made at this point of the storyline in order to show the Triquetra's perspective and to keep book lengths managable **

“We’ll take Luke too. But that’s all. I’m not leaving the pack unprotected.” “You should stay here,” Mya said. “Let me and Jane take out some of the Gamber and track the lead.” “What lead?” Mark asked. “I thought there were no leads on this woman?” “About four weeks ago, we had a report that someone went missing in Amber. Then another one said that the person we are looking for is connected to one of the city packs. We have a good idea of which pack. There’s one recently rebuilt, after a series of attacks. And I have a good idea that we’ll find what we are looking for there,” Sam said. “I know it’s also a long shot. But we don’t have anything else, and as Mya said, we can’t sit and wait for

Kyle explained while helpfully pointing to his temples. Stacy knew what was happening, she would never admit it but she knew all too well; she had been through it before, but how to explain it to Kyle? “Oh, that’s the Pack link, sometimes with bitten Wolves it can be quite strong at first, it should pass soon, and you will just hear the Alphas, when they want you to of course.”

She continued. “Well, it did work out for him. He lost all his power and most of his influence within the tribe. All our food supplies dwindled. The only way he could feed the pack was by doing bad things to other people. As I’m sure you’ve already heard; Cannibalism.” Lora laughed and I could only sit there, dumfounded. Charlie let out a snort along with her. I clasped my hands in front of myself and ignored her ‘pack’ phrase. “Why didn’t you guys rebel sooner?”

The warrior opened his eyes. “They were fast.” I leaned closer. “How many?” “Too many.” “Did you recognize their faces?” He shook his head. “They covered them.” “Did they have pack markings?” “No.” I exchanged a look with the healer. No markings. That bothered me. A pack usually wanted its enemies to know who had attacked. These attackers had wanted the opposite. Kael entered the infirmary. His expression was cold. “How bad?” The healer stood. “Seven injured.” “Any dead?”