The Lost Pack Novels & Stories

Nothing. Darren folded his arms as we walked toward my SUV. “So you’re telling me every person responsible for running this pack disappeared together?” He looked back toward the pack house. “That doesn’t make a damn bit of sense.” “No,” Byron agreed. “It doesn’t.” I looked over my shoulder one last time. Neither did this silence. A pack without its leadership felt…wrong. Too quiet. Too organized. Like everyone had been told exactly what to say before we arrived. Kyle walked over and gave a slight shake of his head. “I asked around again.”

“I’m too different in this world, Atticus.” “How different?” “I’m not a wolf. I could never belong in this pack.” There was a brief silence because Atticus answered, “It will change, Lunaris. Don’t worry about that.” I shake my head. “It’s not that easy. And even if it were possible, I’m still leaving the pack.” Atticus looks both troubled and saddened at the news of my future plans that he was beginning to stammer. “But I—what about your friends and your family?”

“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.

I could imagine her curiosity about the long, lost sister of her lover. *** The day was calmer. We didn’t travel much further. Instead, we invited those who had agreed to become part of the Gallions Pack, the leftover NightHunter victims to join all of us for a hearty meal. Many of the wolves set out, in search of food. Dragging back enough to feed us for a month. Then the males stirred up a fierce fire. We sat near its warm glow as the evening began to descend. It was relatively warm. A soothing blackness absent wind. Carrying the whistling calls of birds.

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.

"On here, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. But out there…it is cut off." The bowl of shredded meat in it, dropped to the ground and capsized. What a scary thing to say. "I don't know what you are telling me, Whadh." "Yeah. I don't know either. Why would there be a cock here and not out there?" He seemed so serious to not believe him. But why would I believe that when I did see his dick when he came with me to Kentha? Whadh was the healthiest that I know. So… "After leaving you at the market and returning home to first pack, that was when one of the assigned pack leaders from the other packs, cut it off with a knife."

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.”