Sanctuary: A Hidden Pack Novels & Stories

The culture was healthy in ways that felt sustainable instead of fragile. The sanctuary program had expanded beyond what I'd imagined. Fifty-three True Alpha descendants had come out of hiding in the past six months. Some stayed at the sanctuary. Some integrated into the main pack. Some used the sanctuary as temporary refuge while building lives elsewhere with our support. We'd created what we'd hoped for. Safe space. Real protection. Community for wolves who'd spent generations isolated.

Just like Bash. "What is this place," I looked around at the mess and the clutter of about 25 kids romping through a large house. "Some kind of school?" "The Sanctuary of the Hidden," Dr. Stevens announces. "And yes, it is a school of sorts. A safe place for our most gifted children to grow and learn about their abilities safely. Many of these children are orphans, their parents harvested by witches who stole their skins and their wolves to cobble together their own secret identities or to use their organs for sick experiments and potent potions. To them, children like this would be little more than livestock. Here in the Sanctuary, they can grow and learn in peace in a place where they can

The cub in my belly was getting more active, while my own strength was starting to fail me. The sanctuary's entrance was more hidden than I’d imagined. The narrow crack in the mountain looked impossible to pass through, but as I followed the guide into it, the view suddenly opened up – a hidden valley ringed by mountains, with buildings scattered around, their styles a mix from many different wolf packs. "Moonshadow Sanctuary," the guide announced proudly. "A neutral zone, unchanged for a thousand years. No Alpha feuds, no pack disputes. Only peace and healing." I took a deep breath. The fresh air carried the scent of herbs and incense. It felt completely different here – no threat, no fear,

He said with a kiss on River's neck and shoulders. He and River hadn't had an intersection for a few days so he was eager to claim her again. He never got tired of River's body even though he didn't know much about sex. For him, River was his safe haven. River was his sanctuary where he felt peace when he was next to her and cuddling her. Despite every time he comes from the chaotic world that evil calls the black underworld, River is the one he wants to see and go home for. If for River it is a safe zone where she lives, for him River is his safe place. Whenever River takes good care of him and Spawn, he feels the silence and calmness next to her. He feels at peace whenever she is his compa

Abram mentioned that hundreds of shifters are still hiding in the damp caves near the jagged south ridge, unaware that the war is over. "We have dispatched three mobile medical units lead by sanctuary healers," Marcus answered warmly. "They carry food, warm clothing, and solar-infused healing salves prepared under your mother's direction. By week's end, all hidden encampments will be evacuated to the new regional sanctuaries." A heavy silence fell over the table as Alpha Vane of the Ironhoof Pack—a traditionalist southern pack leader with thick grey fur along his forearms—cleared his throat nervously. He adjusted his heavy iron cloak clasp before looking up at Caelum and Lyra.

“There’s a place, deep in the woods, a hidden sanctuary. It’s ancient, older than any of us. If we can get there, we might be able to find something to help us.” Clara glanced at Selene, surprised. She had never mentioned this place before. “Are you sure it’s safe?” “It’s not about safety,” Selene replied, her voice low. “It’s about power. The hidden sanctuary is a place of immense magic, but it’s also dangerous. We need to be prepared for anything.” Ethan sheathed his sword and looked between them. “Then let’s move. The sooner we get there, the better.” With one final look at the smashed sanctuary, the three of them turned and started their plummet down the mountain. The way was tricky, the

I whisper as soon as we seem to be alone and Silas laughs. “It’s the sanctuary. It’s a gathering place for supernatural creatures to discuss important things as well as a place to hide from humans. Here they can just be in their natural state without having to use spells to hide who they are, and I suspect this is where Eli got his information.” Silas sits back and looks far too relaxed for my liking. “How long has this been here?” I frown, trying not to gawk, but it’s nearly impossible. Every creature I believed didn’t exist is walking around clear as damn day!

’ Then a picture of Adina, with what looks like from two nights ago of her in her room getting ready for bed and there is a X on her head. As for Shane, he is X’d out as well. I look at Talia and pull her in so I can hold her. She is shaking now. “ I’ll see if Shane is alright and get him into a secure location. I didn’t see anyone at the park today or the week before. I’ll talk with Jack and Taim. Do you want me to initiate ‘Sanctuary’?” The plan is to hide the higher-ranking pups and for the pack members to be on high alert for danger.

“Tell me about it, I’m completely devastated. I wouldn’t be shocked if Evelyn wasn’t my biological mother at this point.” “Xandra, I don’t even know what to say to make you feel better.” “You could start by telling me where the hell you are?” she began to sniffle. “Well...I’m in Colorado, but before you yell at me again, please let me finish...” I went into great detail about the narcotics we found and confiscated from underneath the bar. “The X and Cocaine had DeMarco’s trade stamp all over that shit. I also found a ripped condom in one of the rooms upstairs with blood on it.”

I obeyed out of habit, letting my features settle into the blank mask expected of me. But it was then, in that moment of forced silence, that I caught a flash of something familiar at the back of the hall—a slender figure slipping through the side entrance, her face shadowed but unmistakable. Trinity. She’d been gone for years, banished from pack life after one too many harsh judgments and cold stares.