Squib Blood Pack Novels & Stories

It doesn’t come. Screams of pain reach my ears instead. Strange, somehow gruesome, sounds mixing in with the chaos. I can’t bring myself to look, something in me says I don’t want to see whatever’s happening, and I heed the warning. It isn’t until the sounds die out, in a deep gurgle, that I finally open my eyes. A wolf stands over a corpse, white fur splattered with green, its mouth dripping with the odd colored blood. It’s light, golden eyes peer up at me, intelligent and questioning.

“Lucan, while a measured approach may be wise, it doesn’t address the deeper problem. The fractures in the Human Quarters are a symptom of a larger issue. The pack is divided. Humans may be rebelling, but discontent is spreading here too.” I stiffened, knowing exactly where he was going. “You need to unite us,” Merrin continued. “The pack looks to you for stability. A bond would go a long way in proving your commitment to our future.” My jaw clenched. “A bond,” I echoed. “Yes,” Vrax said, seizing the opportunity like a predator sensing blood. His tone was mocking, but his challenge was unmistakable. “A mate. Someone to stand beside you. To strengthen your leadership—because right now, your h

He glanced at his Beta and nodded his head. On cue, Beta Seymor Yoreinheim stepped forward. He placed his palm atop his beating hard and he started to talk. “Our person was a scout sent by the Blood Claws Pack to meet the Crescent Pack’s alpha for the investigation being led by the Werewolf Committee. Seeing that he died in the Crescent Pack and inside of the pack house while he was on duty, we need to pay water with water since the blood has been done.” house while he was on duty, we need to pay water with water since the blood has been done.”

“If you do have to come for her… don’t just keep her alive.” I frown. “Meaning?” “Give her a pack,” he says. “A real one.” I glance out the window again at my men, my family. “I can do that.” “I know,” Fang replies. “That’s why I called you.” The call ends not long after that. I lower the phone slowly, my reflection staring back at me in the dark glass of the window. The wolf beneath my skin is restless now, pacing hard, insistent. Somewhere out there is a woman who doesn’t know her world is about to burn.

Through the pack link, Silas could feel the thundering heartbeats of the reinforcements Alex had summoned. "Three minutes!" Silas grunted, throwing the Seeker off him. His shoulder was bleeding, the wound smoking slightly—Seeker claws were often coated in toxins designed to paralyze pack warriors. "It’s trying to loop around! Don't let it scent the path to the house!"

The space was filled with the rich, earthy scent of old books and polished wood, creating an inviting ambiance as I prepared to tackle the next steps of my journey. Sitting at the worn oak desk, I opened the application for recognition as a pack and for admission to Cripple Creek University to pursue my Alpha Education. The screen illuminated my face, displaying a series of questions that felt both daunting and exhilarating. When I reached the section asking for the pack name, I typed in "Blood Moon Eclipse" with a sense of pride swelling in my chest. But my amusement quickly turned to laughter when the screen flashed back “Not a Recognised Pack.”

Swoosh! Morticia's delicate face showed how angry she was when she heard the explanation. "You poisoned the tea?" "That's right!" Quincy was feeling pleased with herself. "Why? Are you the only one who is allowed to control me with poison and I can't do the same thing to you?" As she spoke, Quincy smiled brighter. She took out a jade bottle and said, "This is Blood Spirit Pill, only available from South Cloud Royals. Once taken, the poison will penetrate into the blood and it will spread faster every time you try to activate your power."

My job- a nice way of convincing myself for bleeding myself half to death for strangers. It's been almost a month since I arrived at the Moonwhite Pack and began my daily work in the infirmary, working alongside the pack healers and Mia. To my immense relief, and frankly a bit of shock, the people were bouncing back to their normal selves with astonishing speed. My blood-infused concoctions had been distributed to almost everyone, even those without the illness, just to prevent further damage. The Alpha and his Luna with other members had also taken the medicine. However, while everyone else was getting better, my own health, ironically, began to decline. The sheer volume of blood I'd use wi

I’ll head over now. I look at the slide one more time before putting everything away. I head over to the packhouse, distracted with my thoughts of how this could happen. Is it intentional? Is it some sort of contamination on the pack lands that we need to handle immediately? Is it only on the pup playground and if so, do other pups have similar injuries that aren’t healing? When I walk into the packhouse, Quirin comes jogging over, a rare smile on his face. “Hey gorgeous. Everything okay?” he asks, leaning in to kiss me.

I’ll head over now. I look at the slide one more time before putting everything away. I head over to the packhouse, distracted with my thoughts of how this could happen. Is it intentional? Is it some sort of contamination on the pack lands that we need to handle immediately? Is it only on the pup playground and if so, do other pups have similar injuries that aren’t healing? When I walk into the packhouse, Quirin comes jogging over, a rare smile on his face. “Hey gorgeous. Everything okay?” he asks, leaning in to kiss me.