Sanctuary: A Hidden Pack Novels & Stories

With a heavy groan of shifting gears, the wall slid open to reveal an elevator that descended deep into the earth. "This is 'The Sanctuary'," Scarlett explained as the elevator dropped, the sudden weightlessness making her stomach churn. "No violence is permitted here, and no electronic tracking can penetrate these wards. The only currency accepted is spirit-energy... or cold, hard cash." They were shown to a narrow but opulently furnished suite, the air thick with the scent of sandalwood and old parchment. Yellowed talismans were plastered over the walls, originally meant to keep out malevolent spirits, but in this case, they served as a barrier against the prying eyes of the Thorne pack.

My eyes widened before I could stop them. The sanctuary. Everyone in the forest knew about it—a hidden place the monsters couldn’t cross into. It had once been sacred to the Radiants, and their magic still lingered there, humming in the stones and soil. When danger crept too close, the women and girls were sent there to hide. “But…” I began, my voice cracking, “that means we’ll be separated.” Arlo shook his head immediately. “This is only temporary,” he said, cupping my face.

But we can’t show our strength yet or tell anyone that… pointing to the baby. What are you? Hunter asked. Salem took his shirt off and turned his back. Hunter paled. Then looked at me. Don’t say it, Salem warned him. I need to find our pack, but first, we will settle the score with Domus. I will gather the remaining people in this settlement, and we will lock ourselves in. Anyone attacked, we have all the munitions he’s been saving, and I know the hiding place. You were always in trouble, I said, laughing. The time he caught you watching him have sex with his …

“More than you have, I’m sure. But the thing is, if shit gets tense, those are the people we need. Tea can argue with you about whether a spork deserves to be considered a utensil so fiercely that you’ll forget how much you wanted to rip Ford’s throat out. And when we get together with other packs, you wouldn’t believe how good it is to have an asshole like Jesse who can convince anyone that it’s a good day for the football game Rocco planned, even if it’s pouring rain and cold as shit outside.” “Since when is shit cold?” His grin widened. “There you go.” “What about the last box?” I gestured to the sixth one, which said: SIGMA. “That would be the pack’s instigator.” His expression grew ruef

And on Monday morning I’ll be the new leader of the most feared group in all of Alt rec, the iron ledge pack. We're known for being the strongest and most ruthless. Many stay out of our way and for those who didn't , you could dig their grave up and ask them what happened.

Before our eyes, his wounds began to close, color returning to his pale face. The young wolf stared at me in awe as he sat up, fully healed. “The legends are true,” he whispered. “You're the Chosen One. The White Wolf.” Xander was already barking orders, organizing our pack for the impending attack. As wolves rushed to their positions, I stood there, my mind racing. The hidden sanctuary… why did it feel so important? Suddenly, it clicked. “Xander!” I called out. “I think I know where the hidden sanctuary is. The symbols in that cabin, the ones that matched my marks — I think they're a map!”

“Not again. We’ve survived betrayal, abandonment, and death itself. I will not allow it to hurt my pack.” Marcus’s hand found mine again. “We’ll survive this too,” he said, eyes locked on mine. There was something in his gaze fury, determination, and… something softer, almost vulnerable. “Together.” I allowed myself a fraction of a second to breathe, to let the warmth of his hand steady me. But the shadow’s presence lingered in my mind, its threat like a knife pressed against my heart. I couldn’t forget. I wouldn’t forget. By dawn, we had moved the surviving warriors and my wolves to a hidden sanctuary at the edge of the forest, a place Thea had discovered years ago. The ruins of an old temp

Selene had risked everything to bring this to light, and now it was time to use it. The murmurs in the room quieted as I raised my hand. “Brothers and sisters,” I began, my voice echoing through the hall. “We gather here not as divided factions, but as a pack—wolves who have lived together, fought together, and bled together. Today, I present to you the truth—a truth that has been hidden in the shadows for too long.” I gestured to Merrin, who stepped forward and spread the documents across the table for all to see. Gasps rippled through the room as the gathered pack members leaned in, their eyes widening at the damning evidence.

I looked down at his hand and saw a tablet, this most be Wyatt, he is the one in charge of the security around the pack because of that he always has a tablet in hand. “ Sorry to interrupt Luna but uhm we got on the Alpha” With those words he got my attention, we've been looking for that idiot since he escaped when we rescued the groups of people he had in custody. While I was gathering my thoughts I heard Amber ask him “ Where’s that bastard hiding?” “ Somewhere in the woods,” He said jokingly but when he saw the look on our faces he cleared his throat and said “ Well his location is not specific but uhm I believe he is somewhere not too far from the Blue Pack”