Thorn Triplets Winter Moon Pack Novels & Stories

They are both extremely close and our shoulders are touching. Lucas leans even closer if that’s possible. “Do you think we could convince you to take a walk with us so we can show why we’re called the Twin Moon Pack?” “Yes, I think you might be able to. How far is it?” Reed pointed to a path just behind us. “About ten minutes up that path.” “Ok, let’s go.” As I went to stand, Reed and Lucas each took one of my hands and placed their other hand under my elbow. They lifted me up over the log we were sitting on and spun me around to face the path that was behind us.

Amaris thought she heard Anna wrong. Werewolves?! “What do you mean?” Amaris was about to laugh. She thought that Anna was trying to lighten the mood with a joke, but one look at her face and Amaris knew that she wasn’t. “When there is a full moon, when there is danger, when we are protecting our pack. We turn into wolves. The dogs that you heard howling here and the ones at the hotel were a rival pack. They are the ones that are trying to stop you from coming to power. Since they think that you are the chosen one from the moon goddess that the legends talk about they want you for their own. Their leader most likely wants to make you his mate to form an alliance, so that the two of you will

Zelena. “Where the moon is three, does that mean Tri-Moon?” Felix asked. I lifted my eyes to him and blanked. I had never thought about that before. I looked at Lunaya and she started back at me. “Does it?” I asked her, “I... I don’t know. It could be. I have never been able to decipher that part. But it makes sense that it is speaking of a place” she answered with a half nod. “There is no other pack that references the three phases of the moon. There is of course Crescent Wolf and Waning Wolf, but they only name one part of the cycle. Tri-Moon names all three. It would make a lot of sense” Roe said to Lunaya and myself.

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “Are you sure you want to go home and pick up some stuff?” “I won’t have any clothes if not.” “I can take you shopping in the morning to get anything you need.” “What about to sleep in tonight?” “I can lend you a shirt,” his wicked smile was back. “Oh really, What’s with the wicked smile Mr. Thorn?” “Just imagining you in one of my shirts.” “Ok. Take me to yours.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. The longer I let the dust settle the better to be honest.”

“Start from the beginning.” Victoria stepped further into the room, setting the heavy book down on the table near the fire. Dust shifted lightly into the air from the worn cover. “His name is Elias Thornridge,” she said. “Apparently he spent years studying relics. Real relics. Not stories or theories, actual records.” Cedric nodded once. “Moonstone, Sunstone, celestial artifacts. Anything tied to old magic.” At the mention of the second name, Celeste looked up slightly. “Sunstone?” she asked quietly.

I looked at Lunaya and she started back at me. “Does it?” I asked her, “I... I don’t know. It could be. I have never been able to decipher that part. But it makes sense that it is speaking of a place” she answered with a half nod. “There is no other pack that references the three phases of the moon. There is of course Crescent Wolf and Waning Wolf, but they only name one part of the cycle. Tri-Moon names all three. It would make a lot of sense” Roe said to Lunaya and myself.

Missy kept a mentle note of each stop they made. Sea Cave Pack, Midnight Ash Pack, Green Marsh Pack, Black Heart Pack, Ocean Moon Pack, Blue Diamond Pack, Silver Comet Pack, River Bend Pack, Silver Dusk Pack, Black Eclipse Pack, Gold Gem Pack, Storm Howl Pack, Nightstar Pack, Fire Shadow Pack, Frost Tooth Pack, South Fang Pack, Night Soul Pack, Crescent Rain Pack, East Wind Pack, and White Opal Pack, and of course, Blood Moon Pack. Twenty packs in three weeks was a lot and Missy and Alex were almost worn out. By the time they got back to Blood Moon, they were permitted to go straight to bed. When they woke the next morning, things were going to change for them.

Kieth asked, "The third was the most ruthless of the pack. His name...was Zeus. And they were the three demon wolves of our world. They ravaged through packs and killed without hesitation. No wolf or alpha could defeat them. However, they were not always like that. They were once three little pups. But were abandoned when they were young. They had to fend for themselves, feed off of scraps of other packs that would not take them in. They would beg for Alphas to accept them into their families, but no one wanted them. They thought of them as the lowest of the lows. One day, they were trying to find some food, for they have not eaten in days. They stumbled across an abandoned castle. They went

“We march east before the moon wanes. That rune belongs to Blood Moon. And I am going to rip it right off his corpse.” ​The pack link flares. The guilt and desperation of the last three days instantly burn away, replaced by the hardening diamond of our resolve. The blood moon’s call is a drumbeat in our veins, and we are finally going to war. ​

I collapsed forward, gasping. Thorne loomed over me. Too hot of breath on my face, smell stinking. “You will pay for this game, wife,” he made low gravel and pure venom. “I will make sure you do not forget who owns–“ The growl of deafening noise emerged into the shadows out of the lawn. It wasn’t his pack. There came three huge wolves into the silver moonlight--rogues. No collars, no pack smell. Nothing but pure wild, deadly force oozing off them.