Packmates Novels & Stories

Jayden mutters as she sips her tea, "Quite clever actually the whole outdoor setup." "Why is Solari so large?" I ask as I breathe in the delicious scent of the buttermint tea I'm drinking. "It used to be one of the original packs," She shrugs, "One of the Four Great Packs. Technically, Solari's official name is Ganymede. But after a handful of settlement packhouses split from the main territory, and the Wolves modernized, they began calling themselves Solari." "Ganymede..." I murmur, "I'm assuming the other three are the other Galilean Moons?"

but he couldn't believe she did it first. He had expected for her to be the one to succumb to him and fight for her soulmate but she rejected him because he was a "warrior". He could feel his anger intensifying as he thought of it. He also wanted to have nothing to do with his enemies daughter but he was having two thoughts about it but she... She rebuffed him at the mention of him being a warrior. He wondered what he had expected from Alpha Daniel Fenlon's descendant. The blue moon pack was founded by power thirsty people and they all wanted people who could increase their opulence.

he chuckled. "You didn't tell me I couldn't use my hellfire," I growled. Bryce shook his head and exhaled deeply. "Listen Zaika, the only reason I want to take his throne is because of this pack. They aren't rogue, they are just without a label. You remember the fancy little moon-associated names they make up. We are a pack that deserves acknowledgment. Plus I want that stupid barbaric creed ripped to shreds," he stated passionately. I nodded my head in agreement.

Abigail had been tightly wound, sharp eyed and careful with her words, but August had a slipperiness to him, a veneer of jovial kindness belied by the hard sharpness of his eyes. He could not blame either pack leader for carefully guarding their true natures, Talen reminded himself. Being a pack leader was very much a political office. Upon the retirement, death or removal from office of a prior pack leading pair, the pack voted in who they wished to lead them. Much like a human election, that pair came to power through popularity, due to their connections, and as a result of making campaign promises as to how they would lead the pack forwards from that point.

In addition to the pain in her heart for the kind Emala, that was the only woman in the pack that she truly loved, and now she could not even tell of the betrayal of her mate The members of this pack are truly the most vile of creatures, if she had the power she would have exterminated them completely. She caught herself, while trying to warm her body a little, while her eyes were closing from the severity of the fatigue she had received this day.

Brendon's POV: It's not my job to remember everyone's names in the pack. But, I took it upon myself to at least learn important faces I would need to command on cue. Eli, Jordan, Mateo, Atlas, Issac, Eloise, Issabella, and Maeve. The eight of them had this vampire pinned down. These were my top strongest warriors for the pack. The ones I trained with- and a few I even learned from. Their combat skills in and out of shift was incredible. But, Pinning down this vermin was even tough for them. They held it and stuck his hand out into the sunlight. His skin burned as it touched the last beam of light.

The council will be having a small party the next day to welcome Arthur back home like the queen always organize and he is yet to pick out an outfit or a date out of the list that the queen had given him to choose. From taking a look at the list, he instantly knew the queen had removed a name. He never did expect her to remove the name as he sees how adamant she is to get one of them married to the lady. Lady Alice as he knows, he had set his eyes on her maybe once or twice and when he sees her next he will be able to point her out of the crowd. He is not sure if he is starting to like her or what but that should never be possible.

Every ranked member is here; our four gammas, the head of defense, the head of the warriors, the head of the patrols, with the former Alpha, my father. We have practiced for attacks like these. Our warriors know their stations depending on where the attack is coming from. All packmembers know how to get to safety. They don’t need another drill to remember the protocols. The only problem is that we have to take into consideration that Mark knows all that. Through his father, he knows our patrol routes, their schedules, our warriors’ positions, and our tactics. Keeping everything like that is undoubtedly a losing technique.

"I walked out of the bathroom naked." "Of course you did." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Are you trying to give the poor girl a heart attack on her first day?" "She enjoyed the view." "I'm sure she did. Half the palace would enjoy the view—that's not the point." He leaned back, his expression shifting from amused to serious. "What's your plan here? With the mate bond?" I moved to the window, looking out over the training grounds below. "There is no plan. She's mine, my mate. There is nothing to do about it because I’m not letting her go.”

Our packs were no longer separate entities; we were now a united force, and that unity was a testament to the power of cooperation. With each passing day, my pack members found their place within Brad's pack, and the initial hesitations and reservations melted away. Kimora and Lee seamlessly integrated with Brad's pack's scouts, while Margot's herbal knowledge proved to be invaluable for their healers. David's tactical expertise combined with Brad's strategies led to efficient training sessions that honed the skills of both packs.