Werewolf Packs Novels & Stories

It bit, wrenched—Linda’s trachea came away in its jaws; a red arc painted the pavement. One gargle. Stillness. The werewolf scooped her like a rag doll and vaulted back into the canopy, leaves hissing in its wake. “MOVE!” Zak roared. They ran. Tara stood frozen, eyes nailed to the branches that had swallowed Linda. Jake grabbed her wrist. “We can’t help her. Come on!” They sprinted, ducking between overturned fences and charred metal. The growls behind them multiplied. The pack came out of the city like a memory—twenty strong—yellow eyes, matted pelts, fangs slick.

The reason was simply because the Mountain Volcano Pack was a small pack. All the packs sent their warriors to work at their clan's border office. This world has three werewolf clans. River Pack Clan, Mountain Pack Clan, and Sea Pack Clan. By the middle of this year, the number of large packs had reached 30 packs. They never counted the number of small packs. Many large packs attacked small packs, and other large packs that had no ambition wouldn't interfere. Small packs had to fight with their own strength against the invaders. The Mountain Volcano Pack was a large pack a thousand years ago. The largest mountain in our pack erupted violently. Thousands of people died and many moved to other

I had searched, waited, and hoped patiently for my real mate, but she was nowhere to be found. Crescent Moon Pack is the biggest and strongest of all the packs in North America, with about 1000 werewolves. We have a small town for ourselves. The other groups have looked up to us for many centuries. Anything the Crescent Moon Alpha says is acknowledged and respected by everyone. That's why we have the title of Alpha King.

I mean, how can I, when what they want me to do is help them take out another pack? I'm 14 years old, and they want me to help them. I get that being a part of a pack means everyone is involved some sort of way to help the rest of the pack. But this I will not do. This I can't do. There are so many people that make up a pack, I can't bring myself to slaughter them. We have already slaughtered 4 other packs. Not a single one left. There were 17 packs that made up the werewolf community all over the world. Some of us died from old age, others died because of hunters, and some of us just went to war with each other.

Eva sighed and closed her eyes. She let the warmth of the sun kiss her pale skin. Two months had passed since the declaration of war between the Green Forest Pack and the Royal Family. So far Alexandrov was able to gain the alliance of 4 packs. The Red Moon pack, The Blood River Pack, The Wildflower Pack, and a Makeshift pack that called themselves the rogue pack. The rogue pack consisted of more than just werewolves. Under the Alpha’s control were a Demon, a couple of rogue wolves, and two witches.

"Then you're always with your pack. I know that. But what if one day you go to college and leave your pack, and the university you're studying at happens to be in another pack's territory? Do you ask permission first, or—" "No need. If the pack has a school or educational center, a tourist spot, or a big city, they can certainly enter whenever they want, as long as they don't do anything strange or cause trouble, of course. Like showing their wolf form to humans or killing humans." "How many packs are there in the world?" "I don't know, because there are so many. There are small packs, big packs. But the largest, oldest, and strongest packs are three: LycroClaws, BlackClaws, and SylaClaws."

For her to come openly at him, it was now a desperate situation. “First, you do know about Alpha Shinro’s recent activities, right? The remnant rogues of his former army are only restored by one-eighth of its past glory. We are three packs against a behemoth organization and three more packs. For now, the remaining packs who are yet to decide whether to join the Werewolf Committee’s banner are Crimson Moon Pack, Woodland Pack, and Nightfall Pack.

Logically these shape shifters are based in the deep forests away from humans, but they have business and companies in the cities which are full of humans. There are a total of five packs that I know of : silver moon pack, The crescent moon pack, shadow moon pack, crimson moon pack and The rogue pack. The reason why they are named the rogue pack is that they accept any rogue after running series of background checks on any new rogues member before accepting them. I heard that the Lycanthropes are mortal enemies of the werewolf due to blah blah blah of whatever was the cause of their enemity which I don’t really bother about the details.

This internal conflict was driving me mad. As Judith rushed down the stairs towards the parking lot, I wasted no time in urging him to step on the gas. With the urgency in my voice, it was clear that we had to get to the little wolf's house on time. According to the student records I had, she was part of the Jungle Power werewolf pack, a clan renowned for its complex dynamics and rules. I had heard whispers that some werewolves had decided to leave the Jungle Power pack without any clear explanation. As I continued my journey to the little wolf's house, my mind wandered back to the history of her tribe. In the past, the Elders of the Jungle Power pack had maintained close ties and friendship

I raised my voice. He didn't let me investigate, I still do that. Only when the werewolves in the Crystal Arrow pack did things that could not be revealed to anyone, they did not dare to let others know. Werewolves lived in packs, they could fight and harm werewolves in other packs but couldn't leave members of their pack behind. If it was true that my ancestors were forced to leave by their own pack, the reputation of the Crystal Arrow pack would be severely damaged. The descendants of those who directly forced my ancestors to leave would have to endure the contempt of others.