Novel & Cerita The Lost Pack

It was hard not to trip on my feet when I could feel the burning stares of the pack members at my back. I knew would be wondering what I was doing but they would soon know the answer. With a gleeful smile, dad helped me up the stairs and wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we walked to mom. He brought the microphone in his other hand to his mouth. “Eighteen years ago, we had a daughter, Mariana. We lost our baby when she was barely twelve months and the whole pack felt the impact. Truth is that she was kidnapped. We didn’t want the pack to panic so we faked her death and looked for her in secret,” he said and then paused.

“You said that Harry was injured?” “Mmm,” Talen nodded slowly. “They have not yet regained consciousness and from what Meguitte said, might not survive.” “Shit, Talen. Who did this?” “These men,” Talen laid his phone onto the counter between them and began to scroll through the images of dead bodies. “Do you know them?” “Yes,” Heath was shocked. “I know most of them, maybe not personally, but they’re pack. Are you… Are you saying that the pack did this?” His eyes widened as he considered the implications of that. “Talen. Have we lost Havermouth?”

Never been more grateful for our bond than I am right now. Walking into the packhouse the atmosphere is desolate. There are pack members scattered around consoling each other; some are angry, some are sobbing; just a mix of emotions that I completely understand. Losing a pack member is never easy. Packs are tight-knit; it’s how we thrive and survive. A wolf needs a pack, so losing a member of our pack hits us all hard.

“NightHunters…And their alpha.” Vanquish sucked air in through their teeth. “The biggest pack in the country.” “I know.” I said solemnly. “What did your pack do to wrong them?” “Nothing.” I said bitterly. “He was just collecting packs in the smaller villages when he wanted to grow numbers.” “So he killed the alpha?” “Yes…” I croaked. My throat tightening. “And then demanded to marry the alpha’s daughter to make the pack comply.” Vanquish gave me a long study. “Were you the alpha princess?”

Damon I was here in a pack named the Silver Pack, which was located fifty meters away from my pack. My mate was beside me as I stared around the place with a weird feeling creeping under my skin. I'm here for a meeting in this room. The meeting had been scheduled months ago, and at that time I hadn't met Cynthia. I met her when I was investigating the incident that had happened to me where I had lost my memory. I knew that me bringing her here was nothing since she had been made the Luna of my pack. I was happy that I had made her the Luna of my pack.

But some suspect that they were around much longer-as far back at 750BC, around the times of the Great Packs. She pads over to Jayden and begins to lick her head and ears. I grind my back teeth against the bone of a rabbit Avianna had caught earlier. When I was in The Order, I heard whispers of a pack made entirely of Lycanthrope. A Fifth Great Pack called lapetus.

Whadh's POV The rowdiness of my pack got me ripping trees off their roots as I raced back to my kingdom with Frat's wolf behind me. Everyday passed with one thing happening just right after another, but the impotency was a high listed one. Gondew pack was one stubborn one, targeting my kingdom like locusts trying to get my berries. It's one pack that I couldn't bring myself to sweep off. "Sound it, Frat!"

He closed the door behind me as I lay down on mg bed. Magic Exam? I’m scared to do it. But my father would probably disown me if I fail him. I got up and started arranging my things. From my undergarments to my hygiene products. I also packed three bottles of my favorite Midnight perfume. I also packed the most comfortable clothes I can find, I can buy clothes at the capital but it won’t hurt to bring a few spares.

I love it. “I’m not,” Alexander sighs, and scrunches his nose up again. “I don’t know where my pack is. Aiden has been trying to help me find it since we met, but there’s no luck. It’s like they’ve disappeared from the face of the earth.” “I’m sorry,” I mutter, and look into his black-as-night eyes. I smile a little, and press my head into his shoulder, for a hug. “My pack is gone, too. Juan knew of them when he saw my birthmark, but he says they’re gone.”

I looked so beautiful though, there was no denying it. My heart ached more realizing that this is how I should of been able to look all the time. I know my father claimed that we had been exiled from our pack for no good reason, but I knew in my heart that what he said wasn't true. I looked away from the mirror in disgust. I wasn't disgusted with myself so much as I hadn't tried harder to keep in contact with Larson. If I had there was a chance that he would of gotten me to be reinstated as a pack member. Or at least that was what I wanted to believe. I had let my father get into my head though when I tried to tell him about Larson. He just told me his family was all shit and I shouldn't bel