روايات وقصص ضمن Six Pack Series

He smirked at me as he pulled his zipper up and went back to sitting at the table and his laptop. Tease. After a few times of him working me over just to stop, I realized it was a control thing. Keeping me turned on meant keeping me wanting him, even if it was just to scratch the itch he created. The next day, Six had an arsenal sprawled out on the small faux-wood chipped laminate table. I knew some of them, including what seemed to be his favorite—he had three of them after all—assorted knives, rifles, silencers, and I swear there was an ice pick. All of that in one of his multiple bags.

After brokering alliances with four other packs, we all moved into adjoining territories in Colorado and the six-pack was born. Along with the formation of the alliance came the formation of my four closest friendships- with Gray, Theo, Jax, and Brock. The five of us are all in our twenties, close in age and either the current or future Alphas of our packs. With so much in common, we were bound to be close, and working together to form and run the six-pack’s security squad has brought us even closer over the years. Now, we’re practically brothers. While we only account for five of the six packs, there’s a sixth future Alpha, Chase, that we’ll be bringing into the fold soon enough. The plan w

“There’s something I need to show you.” Alice frowned as Mira pulled out a small, leather-bound book, its edges worn and stained. She handed it to Alice, her fingers brushing hers—warm, too warm. “My family’s kept this for years. It’s… history. About the packs.” Alice opened it, her hands shaky. The pages were old, filled with cramped writing and strange symbols—circles, crescents, claws. One word jumped out: Hybrid. Her stomach twisted as she read a line: Born of man and moon, the one who carries both bloods shall break or bind the packs.

His, Rhett and Cameron’s names were there, a f-king lot, sometimes accurately, sometimes not. Dangerous, he thought grimly scanning down the list of boys names. They were almost all werewolf, Heath noted. A few humans scattered in – Shaun and Nate’s names were there, along with others that he did not know, human boys a few years older than the Triquetra, he guessed from the dates. Behind the spreadsheet were police reports and he groaned under his breath as, no doubt, the pack had suppressed the reports, and thought they’d gotten rid of the records, but Patrick had been thorough in digging them up.

I knew that this might sound like I'm some kind of desperate person. I'm Damon Archibald, a 20-year-old Alpha of the bright wood pack. I have been searching for my mate for what seems like years but it's decades for me. I haven't found her yet not until recently when I found her, she was an Alpha's daughter who just come of age recently. Her father is the alpha of the blood moon pack, which was said to be the most ruthless pack in the whole of the country. She is a tender girl who I pray would be the one I want.

“Are you trying to piss them off?” “No,” she replied under her breath. “But, you know, I think all the Triquetras are bi-sexual, Cam. Or at least, all of the Triquetras that Greg has met are. You guys were so freaked out that you were the only ones… And I think it’s normal. It’s the way it’s meant to be. Which is really f-ked up when you think about it, as most of the shit you guys put me through when we were teenagers was because you were hiding that you were f-king each other. Your pack, all werewolves really, seem to be absolutely f-ked up in the head over a lot of conservative patriarchal bullshit and I wonder why and whose fault it is.”

"I can smell you did, beautiful. It's okay. I told you last night, in the pack, females take more than one mate. Darren is just stating his interest in being one. And I wouldn't be surprised if Marc does something soon to stake a claim, too." "You were serious about that? But we just hooked up. And who says I want three guys? I don't even know if I can handle you, Trent, let alone your buddies." "You don't need to handle us. We'll handle you. Just imagine, three guys means three times the pleasure," Darren replied with a wicked grin. Now there was a visual to make her cross-eyed and weak-kneed. "This is so wrong," she moaned. "Only by human morals. In our world, it's totally normal and expec

"I'm right here, Ashton." Xander turned his head, his eyes sharp as flint as he addressed Alaric. "They came into our private chambers, Alaric. And when we drove them down... I noticed a familiar pattern in the way they moved. They stalked, lunged, and retreated in a tight, pack formation. They behaved exactly like Crescent wolves." Alaric froze mid-step, his hands trembling as he adjusted his robes. "Crescent wolves? Moon King, that is impossible. There have been no Crescent packs in Aurion for generations."

Council meetings are usually boring as shit, but tonight’s got heated because tensions are running high over an incident in Denver with the shadow pack. I should back up. The six-pack, as we so affectionately refer to it, is an alliance of six shifter packs. The name for the collective started as a joke, but it caught on and stuck- which I’m pretty sure I deserve some of the credit for. The alliance was originally formed as a way to increase numbers and shore up defenses against a massive pack that has been forming over the past six or so odd years- the shadow pack. It’s as ominous as it sounds; the crazy Alpha that runs the shadow pack is intent on overtaking every pack in North America. I

Luck, on the other hand, takes off his jacket, vest and shirts, Diana tells him “why are you undressing, Tarado, From there the matches were normal, such as language, arithmetic, biology; When classes were over, Luck left the decile room quickly and went immediately to the school gym and began to lift weights, "let's see I can with 50 kg," he puts them on and starts doing lifts, as he can see. With that weight he rises to 100 kg, "let's see if I can lift them," luck did 30 repetitions and since I no longer had discs it was because of the discs of the gym equipment days, that's where a couple of third year college girls enter, but they only see it and laugh, "look, the idiot wants to show tha