Pack Of Ravens Novels & Stories

“There’s something I need to show you.” Alice frowned as Mira pulled out a small, leather-bound book, its edges worn and stained. She handed it to Alice, her fingers brushing hers—warm, too warm. “My family’s kept this for years. It’s… history. About the packs.” Alice opened it, her hands shaky. The pages were old, filled with cramped writing and strange symbols—circles, crescents, claws. One word jumped out: Hybrid. Her stomach twisted as she read a line: Born of man and moon, the one who carries both bloods shall break or bind the packs.

The kind of man who liked being admired more than being loved. Not that it mattered to Arial. I’d caught her more than once ogling magazines with his half-naked pictures on the cover. His low-slung pants, that smug grin, and abs carved like they’d been sculpted by the Moon Goddess herself. Back then, he’d been a model. But after he inherited his father’s title, Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack, he’d traded the runway for the throne. The first car to stop was a sleek black Mustang. Alpha Jake stepped out…The Moon Howl Pack’s Alpha is from the western territory, just three hours away.

The pack is shrinking. We are the last pack. Very long ago, packs used to fill these mountains and forests, but war with humans and sickness wiped most of us out. Now, we survive in hiding, cut off from others, clinging to what we have left. As far as we know, no other packs remain nearby. In some ways, it is better; there is no need to share our women. But it also means we are alone, fighting to keep our bloodline alive as we battle humans. I won’t share Emily, ever. She's my special treasure. I laid her on the bed and closed the door behind me.

Although Raven didn't yet understand how powerful his Authority would be, last night he was able to fight Shadow Wolf with the power of the system. Today, Raven wanted to increase his power by increasing his Authority. He helped the pack members, treating minor injuries with potions made by the healer, collecting remaining food supplies to share, and rebuilding a collapsed fence. Raven, busy helping the pack, had already caught the attention of the pack members, and their gazes began to change. The pack members began to sympathize, albeit slightly, but they no longer called Raven a curse. Raven continued to work and gain more Authority. ***

“Mind link? Like you guys can talk to one another telepathically?” He nods. “Yes, we can. But that’s beside the point, Arya. You need to know about Raven. He’s a wanted wolf from a pack in the South; his Alpha has been looking for him after he murdered six women in the pack two and a half months ago and fled.” “What?!” I exclaim, and he clamps a hand over my mouth. “I can’t go up there now, knowing that!”

something had gone wrong" Audrey explained further "So the Raven was here, you are right, they came to violently attack us so we defended ourselves, I heard your day is a raven" one of the wolves howled. But he was cut short by Audrey " was" Audrey corrected him. Audrey often hated the fact his family will forever be associated with the Ravens as they often considered them as ravens too because his father was once a Raven, what they did not know was that he left the pack of ravens. "My father left them a long time ago, but do you know why they came or do you have any personal grievances against them or something?" he asked them. " No, we have actually never c

“Until you were officially ours, officially recognized as part of the pack, we could not openly talk about ourselves to you, or show you…” “I’m not part of the pack, or yours now,” she pointed out. “No, but things have changed,” Rhett let his hair fall over his face, avoiding looking at Heath. “You are in danger.” “You were an idiot,” Heath sighed out his frustration. “Arrogant and prideful as always and decided to show off what you knew with that f-king Secret Keeper poem.” “When you came back to Havermouth, we had another chance, because of the agreement with the pack,” Cameron said hastily, trying to smooth things over. “Heath, ease up on the wine. You’re an angry drunk."

"I am Jackson, Gamma of the Hellfire Vanguard Pack. Our visit is to support James and to facilitate negotiations for the alliance." When it was my turn, I answered, "I am Raven, a member of the Grim Claw Pack." I deliberately left out my true title and the fact that I was the Alpha's son. The Beta's eyes narrowed as he focused on me. "Raven, you're a member of the Grim Claw Pack? And what exactly is your role in this group?" James, ever the diplomat, interjected, "Raven is here for the peace treaty. He has no ill intentions."

“Did I interrupt?” “No,” Heath’s eyes flicked to Talen guiltily. “No, of course not.” “Okay,” she drew the word out, not believing him, her eyes travelling from Heath to Talen. “So… They think I should only take Rhett. And you should stay behind.” “What the actual fuck?” Heath exploded. “We all go together, Aislen.” “They think that taking so many people will look aggressive,” she explained. “But Rhett and Phillip both used to belong to this pack, and Stella has worked with the pack for years…”

None of them mine. "Uh, you wanna tell me why you have these? And why none of them say the name you gave us?" "Look, I know this probably looks bad," I began, unable to come up with a feasible lie. "The Blood Dogs have members with plenty of sh*t in their pasts, but the one thing we do require is honesty to the pack, Harlow," Red said, furrowing his brows. "Is that even your real name?" Before I could answer, Brat's voice rang out from the bar. "Hey, Red! I think you need to come up here."