Squib Blood Pack Novels & Stories

I ask as she sits down with a tray of various medical tools. There's mirth in her eyes as she glances at me through her glasses, "I'll let that slide since you know diddly-squat about pack life." Injecting my shin with some kind of pain killer, she begins to thread her needle, "I'm the pack's Healer. We have a pack doctor but he's delivering a baby right now. Which means I'm on clinic duty." I nod but I really have no idea what the difference was. She sews my leg back up in silence while I study the room around us. There are anatomical diagrams of both humans and wolves, and jars of herbs and candles lining the countertops.

Isabella’s POV Without a doubt, it has been one of the happiest days I have had in a long time. Iris, Dixie, Alexa, Gabe, and Lance joined me for breakfast. I wish Dimitri could have joined us, but he has been quite busy these past few days taking care of Castellan Corp.-related issues. Gemini showed Iris and me around the pack properly after breakfast. We descended after she gave me anecdotes about the legendary Blood Moon pack and its predecessors and took me around the pack. She escorted me to a wide area where there were several houses inhabited by werewolves. It was behind a left-turning road, and I could make out a brook with a bridge over it. There are so many homes there, and some of

A cramp struck my stomach then, marking our time was almost up. Beta Walter pulled out a small vial of blood from his pocket, frost still slightly on the glass. “This is a vial of all of the blood in the pack. We will slice your palm and dump it onto your open hand. You swear to uphold the pack above all and protect it with your life, then the deal it done. Another cramp happened; this one making me bulk a little. “Alright, let’s hurry.. I don’t have much time”

He was like a baby which I must attend to twenty-four seven. "Who's Eroyu, Margret?" While asking the exhausted woman, the harsh smell of her blood got me vibrating inside of me. I just couldn't pinpoint what it was, but it was fucking there. And it was freaking killing the shit out of me that I couldn't read her heart at that moment. Taking a quick glance at the war werewolves, I could feel their bodies obeying the magnet stuffed in her blood. "Please permit us to leave with this one, Beta Frat. We won't take too long." That crazy one, Bunden, with the most swollen cock mind-linked with me.

United, we were stronger. Ethan found us near the supply tents, carrying a reinforced case. His lab coat was streaked with dirt, he’d been helping set up the obstacle course earlier, proving he wasn’t just brains. The healer had become indispensable since the merger, his skills serving both packs. “Got the batch ready,” he said quietly, popping the lid. Rows of vials glinted inside: clear fluid for antidotes, pale blue for endurance boosters. “Broad-spectrum counters. Silver derivatives, neurotoxins, even some of the hybrid venom analogs I’ve isolated from captured samples. You three are immune to most of it anyway… ancient bloodline perks… but the rest of us aren’t.”

The man already gave me a bittered taste in my mouth. She somehow notice it, and smile, “I see that you’re not a fan of Crocus, can’t blame you for that. Too slippery for my taste as well.” She gruntled while sipping her tea, “Now, where were we? Ah, yes, the main pack, and of course there is plenty of small pack, we call it subs pack.” That got me thinking, and I asked her immediately, “What about the Luminar pack?”

Thank goodness she’s squeamish. Quarry Pack males and their mates hunt and eat in their fur during full moon hunts, but I never have, since I’ve never gone on a run. The meat I eat comes wrapped in brown paper. Her stomach rumbles at the thought, the memory of the squirrel swiftly losing its ick factor as she stretches her jaw and gently locks it around Justus’s muscular upper arm. His bicep flexes, almost imperceptibly, while his breath remains slow and even. He’s pretending to be asleep.

Will they be feeding her well? I just wished that I could have more super powers so that I can detect her location with just the force from my mind. Then I rescue her immediately and help her forget about every traumatic error that she must have faced in there. I do not want her to be traumatized because of whatever she must be going through there. After taking my shower, I dress up and go to my study room. The elders are already present and I say greetings to them. The seven packs which are Blood pack , Moon pack, Crystal pack, silver pack, crescent pack, water pack and diamond pack.

Vikron The pack's border reeked of blood. “Skyla, go—now!” Alpha Vikron barked through the mindlink as he swung another punch at a lycan forcing its way through the border. Forcing his fists into its head until it's skull cracked, crimson liquid splattering on his face He couldn’t tell which pack these blood-thirsty morons belonged to, but one thing was certain—they came prepared. Not for battle, but for slaughter. Too many of them.

Silver-inflicted wounds healed a lot slower. “Do you have a first-aid kit?” she asked. Her pack’s first-aid kit was equipped to cope with wounds dealt in the half-serious fights that broke out whenever the whole pack got together. Impossible to believe that Toby wasn’t as well prepared as her…as the Chicago pack. “Bathroom.” His voice was gravel-rough with pain.