Werewolf Packs Novels & Stories

Chapter 48 Dragon Pack The Dragon Pack was said to be the place where the dangerous werewolves of the century were said to live from generation to generation. Unlike every other normal werewolf, the descendants of the Dragon wolf were said to be the most dangerous and deadly. According to history, this species of wolves use to live amongst other werewolves, but as time went by and they realized how deadly Dragon wolves were, they were eventually cast away from the normal werewolves, which has created enmity between them for years. The Dragon wolves after they were chased away, thought they were going to perish and die a miserable death, but their fate changed after they were taken in by the

The corner of his lip curled so slightly, it was almost unnoticed. When he spoke, his voice was soft but there was pain in his eyes. "There was a time of peace and tranquillity in the underworld. Werewolves were distinguished by packs, Mages were united under one kingdom and so applied to the Vampires. The Werewolves were the largest in number, either born to or pledged allegiance to a pack. There were also the ones called rogues, who did not want to belong to any pack." He stood up and walked towards the window as he proceeded to speak.

Anyway, I hope you guys will love my second book of werewolf and yeah comment your thought on this and vote too. For those who don't know a werewolf concept story well let me explain the most important thing that you guys should remember through the story. PACK: A pack is a group of werewolves, they are comprised of several core families plus additional members. The pack need to have an alpha who will lead the pack, a beta which is the second commander of the alpha and the third in command who deal with other issues and sometimes take control of the pack whenever the alpha and beta has to go somewhere.

Blake's POV Five years have elapsed, marking a significant period of transformation within the werewolf realm. During this relatively brief timeframe, two pivotal events unfolded, forever altering the fabric of the werewolf world. First and foremost, a formidable alliance materialized, spearheaded by the Blood Hound Pack, which compelled other packs to join its ranks and extend support. Failure to comply with this coercive demand meant certain annihilation, as witnessed with the tragic fate of the Red Moon Pack. Fear gripped the hearts of all, leaving them with no choice but to acquiesce and join the formidable alliance.

he said, and I looked at him with all my concentration. "We are werewolves, creatures of the moon," he said, and I clasped my hands on my mouth. I got up immediately in a state of panic. "Please, Ava," Mr. Smith gave me a pleading look. I remained seated. "Werewolves live in packs. One such beautiful pack is the Moon Stone Pack. The pack is filled with nature; it has everything a man needs. It is like a little heaven on earth. It is known for its beauty and strength.

The only pack that was near enough for her to run into was the Blood Moon pack! Ada felt her blood run cold as she realized that she was on the Blood Moon pack territory and that she was now surrounded by its members. The Blood Moon pack was one of the fiercest packs in the country renowned for its strength and large numbers. The pack had five hundred wolves and had never lost a war. No one, not even Alpha Cole would disrespect the Blood Moon pack, not if he didn't want a bloodbath.

The Earthly packs relied heavily on the blessings of the Celestial pack, which was believed to be a pack hidden in the sky. The Earthly packs realm consisted of the twelve werewolf packs inhabiting mortal werewolves. The Virgo pack, my pack, was one of the Earthly packs. Each pack was ruled by an alpha and the Alpha King ruled over all the twelve alphas. He was also known as the Alpha of the Alphas and he was responsible for maintaining peace with the Celestial pack and the Infernal pack.

I was a little surprised that he handed one to the three of us, but then again, both Mike and Tyron were 18 and I was only a week away, plus he knew we drank anyway, and the fact that werewolves had a much higher tolerance to alcohol than that of the humans that lived in our realm. “First things first,” My dad began, leaning against his desk to face everyone. Hunji was propped against the window, as usual, the Beta and Delta on the leather seats across from his desk, so we were looking at the back of their heads. “Both the Lunar and Waning packs have reached out for help, their numbers have depleted due to the rogue attacks they have both suffered. I will be sending out two sets of warriors

My pack had gathered here to celebrate the blood moon, a rare and powerful event that marked the beginning of a new era for our kind. As I looked around, I saw other wolf packs arriving from all corners of the forest. Each pack had its own unique features, distinguishable by the color of their fur and the shape of their eyes. The Northern pack, my pack, with their thick white coats and piercing blue eyes, were known for their strength and stamina. We were the most feared pack in the forest, and their presence alone sent shivers down my spine. The Eastern pack, on the other hand, were smaller and leaner, with sleek black fur and yellow eyes that glinted in the moonlight. They were swift and a

he asked me and started to walk again. “Yeah, I guess” “Werewolves also live in a group. Instead of calling it as a group or a gang, we call it as a pack.” I nodded my head in understanding. “Each pack is lead by an alpha, who is like a leader of that pack. Besides an Alpha, there is a Beta, a Gamma, Pack Warriors, and common werewolves.” He continued. I hummed in response. “Packhouse is nothing but a place where every member of the pack stays and trains but the pack leader can stay at a separate place.” He explained to me and I made an ‘O’ shape with my mouth while taking in all the information.