Shangri La Pack A Punch Novels & Stories

Fire and stone, my heart—unbreakable. Sam’s staff thumped, green eyes blazing, facing the pack—Mara’s nod, Jasper’s swing, Lila’s stones, pups’ wide eyes. “Dusk, cliffs, Zane’s ours! Link tight, claws sharper—right, pack?” Her voice was fire, Luna’s purr a vow, tattoo glowing silver. Lila raised a fist, pups roaring, hazel eyes sparkling. “For the Dawn Pack!” Spark yipped, tail a blur. Stars, Lila! Shine for ‘em all!

Third Person’s Perspective Fang Clan Pack was the largest pack anyone had ever seen. Valen had forced three packs into one , his old pack, the Nightshade Pack, and the new wolves he gathered after his rise to power. Together, they filled the land with numbers, but the land was not filled with joy. It was filled with fear.

Lavana apologized. "Why apologize? Someone who hasn't found her mate and has become an abandoned commodity is tired of eating vinegar." Phoenix walked to the desk. "What are you here for? Get back in line!" she yelled. "I won't. It's boring to stand in line for so long. That's not my style. You attended to those scum with no complaint. After all, they'll give you something." Phoenix took out a bundle of money from his pocket, causing the others to widen their eyes. The notes were in 1000 dollars each! Alphaless packs were always on budget because of the limited money they got from the werewolf association, but this guy was ready to drop this huge amount that would go a long way in a packs ex

“Now tell me. How did the attacks go today?” “Quite well,” Alpha Sylar said, lifting a steak with his fingers. He tore into it with his bare teeth and talked with his mouth full of steak. “They took out some smaller packs, as planned. And they’re just about to attack a useless pack…what was the name of it?” He thought as he chewed. “Oh, Thistlethorn. That’s it. Some defenseless little pack by the ocean.” “Deeeelightful,” Scarlett squealed, clapping her hands. “Will they bring me back some presents?” she asked, her eyes hopeful.

The pep rally was no school event—it was Samuel’s stage, and she’d walked right into it. She pushed through the crowd, elbows bumping sweaty shoulders, her backpack heavy with the crumpled notes and the pendant from her bedroom. Her eyes caught a flicker on the bleachers—a scratched circle, a crescent moon with claws, glowing faintly under the lights. Her scar burned, and heat flooded her veins, her hands trembling with a raw power she couldn’t control. A vision flashed: Samuel in a ritual circle, gym lights pulsing, her powers igniting, packs tearing each other apart. She gripped the bleacher rail, breath hitching, fighting the urge to scream.

The music increased in volume as the teens wound down the windows releasing the distinctive scent of marijuana smoke into the night. Rhett inhaled. “Could do with some of that, myself,” he grinned at Heath and shifted before Heath could scold him, the bright patterns of his tattoos sprouting dark hair as he fell into a crouch, bones cracking and snapping, and the wolf panting through the pain before shaking it off. White teeth were revealed in a wolfish grin, before the black wolf slid into the shadows.

The kind of man who liked being admired more than being loved. Not that it mattered to Arial. I’d caught her more than once ogling magazines with his half-naked pictures on the cover. His low-slung pants, that smug grin, and abs carved like they’d been sculpted by the Moon Goddess herself. Back then, he’d been a model. But after he inherited his father’s title, Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack, he’d traded the runway for the throne. The first car to stop was a sleek black Mustang. Alpha Jake stepped out…The Moon Howl Pack’s Alpha is from the western territory, just three hours away.

She raised an eye brow at me but shook her head with a smile on her face. "I understand and I will entertain this on one condition." "What's that?" "You already know. We get ready together." I smiled. "Wouldn't have it any other way." I pulled out two silver shawls that I had custom made with Palecrests pack crest on it. I handed her one and set the other to the side for me. I pulled out the next item which was a small box. I opened it and saw the watch I had picked out for Dominic. It was also a custom order. The watch face had the pack crest in the background and the underneath I had engraved to say 'I love you always' I was so excited to give it to him.

Lukarian emphasized the importance of prioritizing the pack and upholding our values amidst the chaos. As the Total Eclipse Gaming Hub's popularity soared, Rain created a media schedule to balance their commitments. Ryker and Phoenix ensured the pack's security, shielding them from overzealous fans. Sponsorships rolled in from gaming brands, while TV, radio and podcasts clamored for interviews. Merchandise featuring the pack's logo flew off shelves. The pack struggled to maintain their privacy as paparazzi stalked our homes, amplifying the pressure to perform.

Mining became too dangerous though, and in the last 50 years most of the mines were closed and now little of the pack’s revenue is in the mining industry. After breakfast, the four of us excused ourselves and made our way out of the dining area. Daren and Jess excused themselves as me and Lily stayed behind in the recreation room. I look around and it's set up like a movie theater; there are also arcade machines in an alcove with a pool table and ping pong table. Soon, Daren and Jess return; they have both changed into the pack uniform: a plain brown outfit made from deer hide and moccasins made from the same material. I’m itching to ask why all the pack wears this outfit but I’m sure I’ll f