Quileute Pack Twilight 소설 & 이야기

They were the color of bruised twilight, of amethysts buried in snow, of a question that had no answer in any language I spoke. "Let's see how they'll handle the Revenant with the High White Mage as her shield."

We travel through the foothills and then deeper into the mountains, passing through areas that are more sparse and rocky, as well as spots where trees grow thick around us. Finally, we breach the perimeter of Silver Crest pack lands. Our old pack is called the Blood Moon pack, although I’ve always just thought of it as “Quinton’s pack.” But when his mate decided to split off since she couldn’t support what Quinton was doing, she gave a new name to her small band of wolves—Silver Crest.

I waited twenty minutes before I tossed my three duffel bags out the window and climbed out the window after them. When I dropped down to the ground, my bags were gone. Shit. Did Pa come back and I didn’t realize it? In the twilight sky, I glanced around quickly, hearing giggling coming from the bushes that separate our yard from Shelbie’s, to find her hiding in the bushes with my bags at her feet. “Come on Mar, get a move on it before you get caught,” she whispered urgently. I ran over to her grabbing two of my duffels as she grabbed the third one.

He says as he pulls a package out of his bag and hands it to me. "Oh, what is it?" I remove the cloth that covers the package, it is a very old book with a blood red cover and despite the years is still in good condition. I caress the cover of the book, on it we can read the pack of the twilight. "This is a very old book, the family tree of our pack. " I opened the book, my fingers shaking. I had been wanting to know everything about this community that piques my curiosity for so long, I couldn't believe it.

I direct a side glare to the dolt I have for a driver and he looks away immediately, his jaw clenched and his eyes fixed on the road. The gates to my pack are opened and I look at the insignia. A plant cast in silver. Nightshade. The stuff of legend. Even more potent than silver if administered in the right amount. The Nightshade pack is deadly. I am deadly. Yet a woman escaped my grasp and the grasp of my pack. Quinn Alucard looks at me with wary eyes when we get down from the car but I ignore her. Her and the child in her hands. “Hunterrrr!”

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

Finally the wolf that was guarding them returned with clothes and I waited patiently for them to change before ordering, "State your name, pack, and reason for trespassing on this territory." "My name is Quade Holt, Alpha of the Midnight Sun pack," he gestured to the guy on his left who had blonde hair and teal coloured eyes, "this is my Beta, Enzo," then he gestured to the guy on his right, "and my Delta, Zen. We apologize for stepping onto your territory but we were chasing after a pesky bloodsucker and hadn't realized we had crossed a pack's borders." Victor growled and I know exactly why. I didn't need Victor's ability to know when someone was lying to know that Alpha Quade was spewing l

Chloe sighed, her chest tightening in frustration. They were so close to freedom and now they were snowed in and had a sick person. What if Emily got worse? They had no medicine and they didn’t even know what was wrong with her. It had to be bad to take out a werewolf, even a low-ranked one like they were. “I’ll see if I can find some soup.” Chloe finally spoke up again. “Did Katie find any medicine?” “Just aspirin.” “Well, it’s better than nothing.” Chloe replied. “Can you keep an eye on her for now? I’ll come take over as soon as I can.”

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an amber glow over the modernized expanse of Gold Sun Pack. The pack’s main hall buzzed with energy, wolves of all ranks moving through the grand space as they discussed recent events. Tonight was special—not just because the pack had grown stronger, but because it marked two pivotal moments in the lives of Casma and Ruine’s sons, Cole and Nikolai.

I muttered bitterly to Aegis. “Don’t start,” he snapped back, his tone irritable. “That potion didn’t help us as much as you think.” I ignored his complaints, focusing on Kaidon instead. He nudged me gently, his warmth and strength grounding me in a way nothing else could. Akiri yipped, drawing our attention. She motioned toward the forest, urging us to move before Ryker’s pack caught up. Kaidon wasted no time. He mind-linked his pack, giving swift orders to ensure our safety. Together, we made our way to the Twilight River, following its winding path back to the Blood Moon pack.