Werewolf Pack Series Novels & Stories

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, and in that moment, Cruella felt the weight of his gaze like a thousand invisible chains. Before anyone could speak, Liam turned to face the rest of the pack, his voice cold and commanding and Making the weak tremble with fear. “If he doesn’t want you, I’ll take you as my mate.” The words felt like a blow to Cruella’s chest. The Alpha King had just claimed her to b his mate. His voice, so firm and final, left no room for doubt. No room for anyone to argue. Shock rippled through the crowd. Gasps and murmurs echoed, but no one dared speak against him. Alpha Liam was the king of their pack, the ruler of all werewolves, and his word was law.

Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain. “He has company,” I calmly muttered and prepare my spear for the hunt. After saying those words 10 more werewolves appeared in all directions, blocking our sight with their huge bodies and all of them seem to have the same brown hair. “Is it the whole pack from Domlur?” “No, I don’t think so.” Werewolves growl as they slowly walk with their claws ready to slash everything or everyone on its way. We, on the other hand, are prepared to do everything. The werewolf that was shot by Quinn using her arrow slowly fell to the ground making its comrades look at us with hatred and disgust.

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

'You’re welcome. I picked up the book I had barely started yesterday and opened it back up, restarting the first page. The book was captivating, and I made progress quickly. It did not read like The Pilgrim’s Progress, like I expected. Instead, it was more of the progress of werewolves - their origination story, how they evolved from being mostly lone wolves who often felt like I had for the past twenty four years, to developing packs, and later building up their own towns. It was interesting, to say the least. The timeline presented at the beginning of the book outlined that packs of werewolves had started to develop hundreds of years ago, citing that the strong family ties and the need to

NARC wanted to off options for those who first came. The pack still exists, somewhere to the north of the Lilac Grove. People still come hoping to learn about the once secret world of the legendary supernatural creatures. This ends Wolf’s Den Bar & Grill. Yes, the story still goes on. If you haven’t read other parts of this story. It all starts with the A Black River Pack Series: Book 1: His Brother’s Mate/A Black River Pack Yule Book 2: Hell Hounds Book 3: Serving the Alpha at His Whim

The type to make Dracula think of her as a love interest. But you see, Werewolves lived in their designated packs while, Witches and Vampires are both in covens. The wolf pack lands were huge and they were subdivided into three which comprised of Red Moon Crescent pack, The Wolverine Pack, and The Fire Dart Pack. She hoped her parents made it in time for her eighteenth birthday. She suspected something had gone wrong. That perception was churning at her stomach, her guts told her it wasn't anything pleasant. She needed something better to do than to sulk, so she jumped out of bed with her phone, still wearing her flip-flops and checkered pajamas. Her pale skin complimenting the milky shade o

Brooklyn's fingers shook slightly as she sat back down and opened the book. Despite the stereotype, werewolves do not run around killing humans and howling at the moon. For the most part, they are peaceful creatures, surviving and packs and keeping the peace. The pack system has been around for thousands of years, helping werewolves to evolve and expand. Packs range in size, but they all follow a hierarchy of command; with the Alpha at the top.

He remembered clearly when he first learned about Lina’s plan to escape, it was also the very same day that the enemy had set up their encampment. The Werewolf Committee’s territory was the northernmost part of the wolven continent. The only pack to its south was the Crescent Pack, to its east were the Crimson Moon Pack and the Night Prowlers Pack, and to its west was the Black Ridge Pack. They were heavily surrounded except in the north.

At the edges of civilization, werewolf packs could be found in deep forests, along forgotten trails and where places have been faded from the geographical map. In America, there are four werewolf packs. The Northern moon pack. The Southern Moon pack. The Eastern Moon pack. The Western Moon pack. The Northern Moon is located in the deep forests of Minnesota, so basically, I am based there.