The Lost Pack Novels & Stories

he says as we begin walking toward the packhouse. The rest of the day goes by in a blur of accepting nearly everyone from Christer’s old pack. Each person who accepted us added even more strength to our already strong pack. The afternoon was spent meeting pack members and getting to know them, having a quickly pulled together celebration, and planning this pack’s part in tomorrow’s event. It was nearly midnight when Yorick, Warren, and I climbed into the van and headed back to the other side of our pack lands. “It will be faster to get here in wolf form,” Warren says as we drive back.

It sounds so cool} "They are going to stay in our pack for a few days, so if any of you want to give any information you think can be helpful about this situation, you can talk to the beta and gamma of the crescent moon pack. As long as they're here, they'll be helping gamma Alexander and Leah in training the pack and teaching the skills to help us in any attack that consists of vampires." He said and gave us time to digest the piece of information and then continued... "I am also happy to announce that we have got the permission to host 'mate ball' this year in our pack, so I request everyone to postpone any plans that you have in the coming three months in which you have to go out of the p

he responded. I laughed way louder than I intended. By now, the joint was nothing but a tiny roach, and Blayze placed it back in the tin box. My body was relaxed, but my mind wouldn't stop harping on the fact that I hadn't been there when my pack needed me.

I picked up the fourth book I had taken and read the title printed onto the cover. ‘The Great Packs’. It told the story of the great wars and battles between the seven great packs throughout history. To think that all this knowledge was at my disposal all along but I would have never guessed to come and look for it because I thought shifters only existed in books and TVs. There were five great packs: Lunar, Eclipse, Bloodmoon, Solstice and Bragavone. The Lunar pack was the one that was completely wiped out, the one, which I was born into. The Eclipse pack was Jason’s pack. It was known to be a strong pack but it was not the strongest pack that was out there. That title belonged to the Bloodm

"What pack is this? I'm sorry if it sounds personal." "Bryon Pack. We are one of the smallest packs that are closest to the Denvers pack." "Don't you miss the mainland? The city, the rush." I narrowed my eyes as I stared around. I took a few steps to the bed, breathing out as my body bounced on the soft bed. Myra joined me on the bed, with wonder swirling at the rim of her eyes. "Why? Isn't this place nice enough? Or it doesn't have glamour like yours?"

The pack's origins, their struggles, and triumphs - it was all so fascinating to her. Hailee lost track of time as she immersed herself in the pack's history. She could hear the faint sounds of activity outside - people moving about, talking, and going about their day. But she remained absorbed in the book, oblivious to everything else around her. It was as if the pack's history was a secret world, and she was now a part of it.

Twenty years of hiding a truth that would surely tear the pack apart if it came out too soon. I turned back, catching a glimpse of the pack house through the treeline. It was the only home I’d ever known, but the air there was now unbreathable. This was the only way. To stay was to invite disaster, to leave was to preserve her peace. "We shall meet again," I whispered into the wind, the words a promise and a goodbye. I turned my back on the lights of the pack house and walked into the shades of the trees. I didn't look back. We shall meet again.

Most were just smiling away at the antics of their Alpha carrying his Luna. Luna. I had never really considered my ranking in a Pack. I had always been focused on a medical career and I still was. I simply had other priorities that came to mind as I thought about Adam and the Pack. I cannot remember the name again, or maybe I never asked since I woke up. “What is the Pack name?” I asked. If I had asked before, Adam didn’t try to make me feel bad, he simply replied, “Red Pine Pack.”.

It was as if he had never been there at all. Just as I was starting to lose hope, a triumphant howl echoed across the battlefield. The rogue pack was defeated, and our pack had emerged victorious. But at what cost? I thought, looking down at Luciana's lifeless body. I had lost a friend, a pack member, and a part of myself. I made my way back to our pack, my heart heavy with grief and my mind consumed by thoughts of Winston's escape. I knew I would have to face him again someday, and next time, only one of us would walk away.