Novel & Cerita Novel Alaska

Six months have passed since we escaped hell. Life is finally beginning to feel normal. Which makes me feel terrified. I never wanted to leave Alaska where my family was from, where I was raised. But I knew I had no other choice. We had to escape to a place where wolves were almost seemed non-existing.

This is part of why I love running the woods alone. Even though we’re on our territory, it’s not entirely safe. Aside from the enforcers, members of the pack are discouraged from running around alone. I can because I’m the Alpha, and because while alone, I don’t have to care about acting like a dignified Alpha in front of my pack members. But beneath the usual scents I find in the woods, like a thin thread woven through the deeper notes, is something new. And it makes my wolf go wild. My human mind can’t understand, but I’m infected by the excitement, and without second thought, I lower my head and dig my feet deeper into the soil and dead leaves and branches as I run faster, chasing after t

She picked up the last box and flinched with the effort, her ribs creating a stabbing pain in her side. They were moving to Alaska. When she thought of Alaska, all she saw was snow and ice. Why would they choose Alaska of all places? It seemed so far away, separated from the rest of the country by Canada, remote and lonely. The drive was long and Ramos only stopped when Juniper asked to use the restroom and to sleep for a few hours. There were no fun sightseeing stops along the way or a barrage of conversation about their new home. Adara tried to sleep in the car as much as possible, trying to fight the feeling of impending doom that had settled deep inside her. Juniper was excited and Ramos

A brutal collage of his impossible choice. On the morning of the third day, Alan Price entered without his usual knock. His expression was unreadable. “Mr. Brian requires your presence on the helipad,” Price said. “In ten minutes. Pack for cold weather.” Davidson looked up, frowning. "Cold weather? Where are we going?" "Alaska," said Price, and left, leaving no question asked. Alaska. The word was so far removed from the glass-and-steel world of New York and Geneva it might as well have been a non sequitur. One of Brian's backup worlds, a place of far-off estates and strategic holdings, whispered about in dossiers but not visited.

He chuckled "As wolves we can cross great distances, but that's only under a full moon, and with that comes the dangers of late partying teenagers spotting us" "Teenagers?" "A figure of speech, take New York as an example, it stays busy all night, there are some people who never sleep, either dug enduced or nightshift, this place always worms" Tala looked out the window, she didn't know what the time was but it certainly was still busy "Where are we going?" "Alaska" "Why there?" "That's where my new territory is" Tala remembered the instructions from her mother 'Just travel north, you will find him' thing is Tala never knew it was all the way in Alaska, how long would she have walked to get

I turned back, my eyes still emitting danger. “Keys.” I spat. He jolted and immediately brought out the keys from his pocket, then threw them to me. Sitting inside the expensive car which seemed to have not been cleaned for months, I frowned and threw Benson, who sat in the passenger seat, a disgusted look. But I still inserted the keys in and started the car. In no time, the car was running on the road. My destination— The Alaska home. The Alaska family doesn’t live in the Northern Pack but in a city that wasn’t taken by any pack. They are involved in business and grew their wealth from farmland.

The morning mist clung like a second skin as Ava mounted her horse. The breath of dawn curled in silver wisps across the ground, obscuring the trail ahead. Behind her, Ashton adjusted his saddle while Brielle checked the enchantments layered on their packs. Kellan grumbled about cursed mountains and ancient prophecies under his breath, but his eyes were sharp. They were ready. Or as ready as they could be. Nova's Rest faded into the background as they began their journey northeast, toward Mount Obscura—an ancient peak wrapped in legend and silence. Few dared speak its name. Fewer still returned from it.

He looked at Ellie, tracing the visible hum of energy shimmering beneath her skin. “The border patrol just reported movement,” Alexander said. “Northwest ridge. They aren't rogues.” Roman straightened instantly, the Alpha snapping into place. “Then who?” “Scouts,” Alexander replied. “From packs that haven't crossed our boundary in decades. The Iron Peak, the Silver Moon... even rumors of humans with far too much knowledge. That light you two produced during the mating? It was a map. They’re following the trail straight to our doorstep.” Ellie’s pulse leapt. “Because of me. I may as well have set off a flare.”

I closed the book slowly, my hands trembling. The traitor....is a D'Arvenzi? Daisy is a D'Arvenzi wolf, and I am a D'Arvenzi wolf. The daughter of the Alpha, the same alpha that betrayed the house of Malvore and caused Lucien to take on responsibility as the alpha at an early age. The room felt colder now, the flickering light of the fire throwing long, jagged shadows across the ancient stone. The sound of quiet, measured footsteps echoed across the marble floor. I knew that step.