Sanctuary: A Hidden Pack Novels & Stories

She let the betrayal coat her like ash. And then she got up. Washed her face. Put on his favorite sundress. And went to church. Because it was Thursday. Because the quarterly audit was in six days. Because if she was going to burn the whole damn thing down, she needed to know what kind of kindling it was made of first. The sanctuary still smelled like guilt. Even after the candles were snuffed out and the choir robes were pressed and packed away, it lingered—in the carpet, in the wood, in her throat. The smell of devotion gone sour. Of secrets soaked into the upholstery. Of her own obedience rotting in real time.

he remarked, grinning widely. Elyra returned our stare, her face full of laughter and misery. "You two can flirt after we've secured the sanctuary." "We're not—" I began, but Eric stopped me. "Sure thing, Elyra," he sneered, plainly relishing my misery. The sanctuary was hidden away in a beautiful glade, and its entrance was marked by an antique archway covered with shimmering runes. As we walked in, I felt a sensation of calm rush over me, as if we'd entered a bubble that the outside world couldn't penetrate.

A Sanctuary Pack? I mulled it over for a while. So the cover was working, but the rumor mill was already rolling hot and heavy. Which I had to deal with… But the Sanctuary Pack idea was a good idea. Of course, I had to reinstall the law that protected those packs, and I had to include unregistered packs, since the White Moon Flower Pack technically wasn’t registered yet. And yes, my wolf smirked wickedly, thinking about all the asshole idiots who would die testing that theory...

The documents we had pulled from the Antarctic station hinted at one very last location— a meeting factor mentioned best as “Sanctuary.” Vanessa stared at her laptop, her face illuminated via way of means of the blue glow of the screen. “They’re regrouping,” she said. “I’ve been piecing together fragments from intercepted communications, and the whole thing factors to Sanctuary. It’s their fallback plan, an area wherein they are able to vanish and rebuild.” Rachel frowned. “Any concept of where this ‘Sanctuary’ is?” Vanessa nodded, pulling up a satellite tv for a pc image. “It’s in Switzerland, deep withinside the Alps. An underground facility hidden below a luxurious resort. On the surface,

All the athames that Cynbel had made and sold had been carved with blessings and prayers so that regular Wolves can use them. Both Abrego and Solari seem to be more religious, whereas packs like Palus aren't. Hendrick always told me that his mother's birthpack, Ameku, is stauncher. So it stands to reason that like most countries, every pack have a different level of faith. These large ceremonies and rituals call for most of the herbs to be used up from the stocks in storage, so I had taken the kids with me to help restock. We've been out here for hours, but I don't mind and neither do the kids. It's been a relief to step away from the seriousness of my research and analysing, especially with

"Seven wolves. Four children, two former Alphas, and two reformed traitors. You'll form a new pack in the Dead Lands. It will be difficult. Dangerous. You'll face threats no normal pack ever encounters. But you'll face them together. As family." "What do we call ourselves?" Luna asked. "Every pack needs a name," Yuki said. "Something that represents what you are." Ivy thought about everything they'd been through. Everything they'd sacrificed. Everything they'd become. "Sanctuary Pack," she said. "Because that's what we'll build. A place where broken things can heal. Where outcasts can belong. Where families can be together despite impossible odds." "Sanctuary Pack," Dominic repeated, testing

She covered her mouth with her hand in happiness and she quickly dressed up, hoping to find Venkat somewhere in the pack house. Meanwhile, somewhere not far from the pack house, a spell was being casted. "Who you were, you're now another," "take the face of Heather's brother." Ro slowly made her way into the pack house large living room as people stared at her with surprise before slowly bowing to her. She didn't know what to say so she nodded slightly then went on her way. She then went outside the pack house looking around. She smiled to herself when she saw a small house close by with a sign that read 'Alpha's Cabin'. Ro walked towards the small building oblivious to what was about to hap

"They knew the virus would return. They knew the cycle would continue. So they left something behind. Something that could help future generations. Something that could break the cycle." I paused. "A weapon." Adrian tensed. "A weapon?" "A weapon that can destroy the virus. Forever." I looked at the pages. "The weapon is hidden. In the ruins of their civilization. In a place called the Sanctuary." Elena stepped forward. "Where is the Sanctuary?" I read on. "The Sanctuary is in the mountains. In the place where the first marker was created. Where the first experiment was conducted. Where the first civilization fell." I looked at them. "We need to find it."

“Alpha, everything is ready.” Axel nodded once and turned back to me. His hand lingered on mine. “They'll take you deep into the forest — beyond the border, where the old sanctuary still stands. No one will find you there. It's hidden, even from those who once lived in this pack. I wanted to protest, to tell him that safety meant nothing without him, but as he looked at me then-as I saw the ache in his eyes-I knew it would not matter. This was love-painful, selfless love.

"I do not need anything from you." "Your sanctuary is destroyed. Your people are scattered. Your enemies know what you are and they will come for you again because you are too powerful to leave alone and too exposed to defend yourself properly." The presence paused. "I can help you rebuild. Not a hiding place this time. Something real. Something that cannot be used against you because I will establish the boundaries that keep it safe. No betrayals. No hidden architecture. No century-long manipulations. Just sanctuary. True sanctuary." The offer sat in the space between us.