LOGINShare
1
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56Haunted woods
Golden Summit Pack
"In the thick Culloden woods, where the trees stretch high in the sky, blocking out all sunlight, There is a pack of demon wolves who are direct descendants of Hades. They are known as hellhounds. Said to be the fallen soldiers of the goddess brought back to life by the eternal flame to do his bidding. They catch fire when awakened and will burn anything in their wake. It is said that the dense fog is not a fog at all but a thick layer of smoke that hangs low in the forest, making it even more dangerous to venture in. The woods are said to catch fire in the center and never stop burning, but from the outside, you see nothing. The portal to hell is in the center of those woods, allowing the hellhounds to cross over as they please. No one dares venture into the forest, for they fear they will never come back out.
"Boo!"
A piercing scream rings through the night from my not-so-little sister. You would think she was about eight years old, but in reality, she is sixteen and just a wuss. Reagan punches my youngest brother Sam in the arm, and I can’t help but laugh.
"What the hell, Sam, that isn’t funny. I almost had a heart attack." She yells before turning and stomping off her brown locks, which are swaying behind her.
"It’s just a scary story!" He yells after her before laughing. My two other brothers walked up, standing beside us after an angry Reagan pushed past them.
"What did you do now, Sam?" Duron is a little annoyed.
"You told her the tale of Culloden Woods, didn’t you?" Kendrick is amused.
We are all identical quadruplets. I’m the eldest; my parents gave me the name Cyrus. Then you have, in order, Duron, Kendrick, and Samson, but he goes by Sam. We are all 21, but our birthdays are in two months. Our mother didn't make it through our birth. Not even a witch could help heal her.
Now we are doomed to live a cursed life. We have no mate. Most claim there is no one destined for us, but I believe the goddess wouldn’t be so cruel. Whoever she is, I know she will be extraordinary to be able to take on four alpha males. Well, soon-to-be alphas, our dad isn’t handing down the pack to us until we turn 22. He claims we’re too immature, but I think he’s referring to Sam and Kendrick. They tend to goof around quite a bit. The only thing you can get them to focus on is training.
Kendrick is the strongest fighter I have ever seen; he is formidable. Even though all our wolves are identical, his seems to have an edge. Sam is one of the best in hand-to-hand combat; he trains day and night but refuses to train for alpha. Oftentimes, he skips out on duties, and our dad looks as if he will pop a blood vessel in his forehead.
My father is a ruthless alpha, never bowing down to anyone. His only soft spot is for us, and he seems to be the softest on Sam; after all, he is the youngest. He has taken all the territories around us, so we are now surrounded by allies.
There is one area of land he refuses to seize, and that is Culloden Woods. My brothers and I decided the night we took over as alphas, we would conquer these woods and claim them as our own. No stupid tale will keep us from taking what we want.
"You never came to dinner."
Speak of the devil, Alpha Augustus Idris, my father. Leader to all, carefully grooming his four sons to take his place.
"Wasn’t hungry."
"You know damn well I set up a meeting for the four of you, so you skipped out." His temper has always been a problem, but it never seems to intimidate us.
"A meeting to set us up with some slutty she-wolf who isn’t our mate." Duron snarls back at him, matching his fiery tone.
"Five years, Duron! Five years and you haven’t found her. What makes you think you will ever find her?"
"She’s out there somewhere!" Sam adds his two senses to not following my father.
"How do you even know there is a mate for quadruplets? It has never happened in history. The last set of quadruplets chose their mate because they never found their true mate." He seems annoyed at this point, and I decide I will no longer stand by and allow my father to try and control us.
"We’re not choosing a mate. We will wait." I say this in a final tone.
"Stop bringing those thirsty wolves here." Kendrick turns away from our father, staring into Culloden Woods.
"I will only ever accept my true mate, not some cheap knockoff that just wants to mate an alpha." Sam stomps off towards the Blairadam Woods on the other side of our territory, which are ordinarily peaceful.
Kendrick walks away toward the house, no doubt turning in for the night, seeing as he gets up at the crack of dawn to train. My father rubs his face frustratedly, then stomps off behind Duron to the house, knowing he has lost. I look away, turning back to the woods, staring into the dense fog and endless darkness, peaking my interest to know what lies within its cover.
All of the mate nonsense has never stressed me out. If we were to never find our mate, I would be fine with that. I enjoy my solitude, and I don’t need some she-wolf that has been groomed to ruin my pack. Most Lunas are groomed from a young age, just like an alpha is. Only they learn about pack politics and running a pack house. Our pack is self-sufficient in that, though. Lacking a Luna for twenty-one years will do that to any pack.
I see no sense in changing that now and bringing in a she-wolf from outside of our pack. Someone is entitled and bound to cause trouble within my pack, which for the most part is peaceful and like a family. After all, who needs the unnecessary drama of having someone constantly go out of their way to please you?
Not me.
Related chapters
The Alpha's Hellhound 2
Can't take the heat? Fuslilis Pack Andricia Tranquility is something that my pack thrives on. Training has always helped us keep the peace between everyone through mutual respect. Every one of us is ranked and has the opportunity to move up or fall. The older we get, the lower our ranks get; the younger we are, the higher and faster we rise. As long as I can remember, I’ve been at the top. I lead my pack fiercely with no regrets; I demand respect and am given it. My warriors worship me, and the pups look up to me and wish to be me one day. My beta and gamma have my back with anything my pack may go through. The only other creatures we ever see are rotten rogues that stumble into our territory by accident. Once they enter, they never leave; they become our territory. Remains litter the outskirts of our grounds as lawn ornaments. We reside peacefully in our paradise, with no outsiders bothering us. My only worry is our numbers. When I took over, we had over 140 pack members. Now we
The Alpha's Hellhound 3
Head in a fog Golden Summit Samson My brothers and I have been on a strict schedule all week to prepare for our alpha ceremony on Sunday. From meeting with allies to discussing enemy packs. Brushing up on the laws of the pack and speaking with pack members individually to assure them of our competence to lead. It’s Friday, and I had planned to train all day. I woke at 4:45 and changed into shorts and sneakers. I started by running the territory. I ran up and down every road where the pack cottages are, then went for the border. After about 15 minutes of running the border, I make it to Culloden Woods. The sun is starting to rise, and the orange hues glisten in the woods. Even then, it doesn’t cut through the thick fog. It just illuminates it, giving the effect of a fire with smoke. I walk forward, right to the edge of our territory, toward the woods. Just as I am about to cross it into the woods, a hand grabs my arm and yanks me back roughly. I turn and snarl, only to be met with
The Alpha's Hellhound 4
Big bad alphas Golden Summit Cyrus My eyes peered open at the light flooding my room. My dad stands at the end of my bed, staring down at me. "Get up; we have to go over the vows today." With that, he exits my room, no doubt to wake my next brother. I clamber out of bed and head straight to the bathroom to wash the sleep from my face. I brush my teeth after and style my ash blonde hair in the traditional messy swoop style so it hangs to the right side of my face. I go and throw on some dark jeans and a blue hoodie with sneakers. *knock knock* My door flies open and in walks a grumpy Cyrus. His being the oldest suited him. He has such a bad attitude all the time, and he’s strict. He’s wearing nice, deep blue dress pants with a brown belt and brown shoes. A white button-up that he no doubt will end up rolling the sleeves up on. His hair is neat compared to its usual unstyled look that he wears around the house. "You're seriously wearing that?" He looks at me up and down with a f
The Alpha's Hellhound 5
Stripping in the woods Fusilis Andricia I wake up before sunrise, like always, and immediately throw on my training clothes. I tie my hair up in a high ponytail and head out of my room straight for the training field. The ash-filled soil crunches under my boots in the crisp fall air. When I make it to the training ground, I see all my warriors stretching out and running a lap to warm up. "Partner up!" I shout as they all immediately stop what they are doing and immediately partner up. Their partners match in size and skill based on their rank. They immediately begin sparring in hand-to-hand combat, just like every morning. It’s a routine that is always on schedule. I walk around watching every move, looking for any flaws that I don’t usually find anymore. When I start seeing flaws, I know that warriors will be dropping from their ranks soon. Everyone is replaceable in this world; no one is special. Following training I walk the perimeter with my lead warrior and Kira. She gives
The Alpha's Hellhound 6
Guests? Fusilis Cyrus The warrior continues to step forward. As soon as he makes it into the field where the bones lie, his body turns to ash and only bones remain. I hear the girl who yelled huff with frustration, and my eyes snap back to her. Anger rushes over me, and I feel it rush over my brothers as well. Taking in the alpha power and temper just an hour prior doesn’t help because we don’t know how to control them yet. "Stay here!" I linked all the warriors with my alpha command to save them. My brothers and I stalked across the field quickly. I am trying my hardest to keep my wolf at bay, but it is quite difficult. Within seconds, we are across the field and almost to the ladies, who seem confused, not frightened. The beta shook off her confused expression and replaced it with a stone-cold serious look that made my
The Alpha's Hellhound 7
What’s your name suga Fusilis Andricia Kira is now beside me, with Lorissa on the other side. They both look at me. I don’t take my eyes off the guys as they speak to me. "What do we do, Alpha?" Kira is concerned. "How are they still standing?" Lorissa asks, grabbing my hand. "Leave us." Without another word, every member of my pack goes into the pack house. My eyes dart to their warriors on the outside of the plague land, as we call it. My beast is urging me to go to the warriors. So I obey, walking casually over to the nine men who are built to kill. I hear the other four following behind me—not too close, but not that far either. When I get to the men, I stop looking at each one of them. Then to the ground, where the tenth warrior stood. I drop to my knee and hold my hand
The Alpha's Hellhound 8
Who do you think you are?Golden SummitAndriciaI turn to all of them with a genuine smile on my face, something I've never really experienced. They all look happy and excited. All the pack warriors they brought with them immediately left for the houses. I hear heavy, uneven footsteps heading straight for me, and my head snaps around. A large older man is barreling towards us with anger written all over his face. I turn my body and wait for the man to reach us and speak, as I do not know who he is. He seems familiar to me, though. The guys step right up next to me, closer than before our arms were touching. The fabric of their white shirts is amazingly soft. I just wanna—"Where the hell have you all been?" He doesn’t even acknowledge me, not even looking at me once."The elder has been waiting for you to bid him goodbye for over an hour now!" Th
The Alpha's Hellhound 9
Burn Mate BurnGolden SummitAndricia"Stop! This foolishness is over!" I hear the older man sitting next to the guys yell as their dad backs away from the ring after the enchantment drops.I look to Samson, who comes to me immediately, looking back at what the enchantment did to me. I stop him, holding up my hand, slowly grabbing the syringe and pulling it out, throwing it to the ground. All the guys come around and spot the syringe."She’s been poisoned with obsidian." The old man steps up to us, looking at the syringe.My vision blurs for a second, and I stumble to the side. Sam immediately catches me, holding me close to his chest. The smell finally registered with me; it was them in my pack. The strange smell was coming from them. They smell like fresh rain to put out my blazing flame. The older guy comes to me, meeting me at e
Latest chapter
The Alpha's Hellhound 86
Andricia"I think you are exactly as you are meant to be, and just what this pack needs." Footsteps sound in the distance and a hush falls over the meadow as they slowly make their way toward us. I rise to my feet before giving a hand to Reagan and helping her up. She takes one last look at the wildflowers before disappearing toward the treeline and into it. Samson's arms wrap around me from behind and I lean into his touch. Soaking up the warmth radiating from him as the smell of fresh rainfall washes over me. Hot lips connect with the mark on my neck awakening the fire within me. I turn in his arms running my hand through his hair drowning in his green eyes. Our lips crash together in a bruising kiss and I grab hold of that ancient power living within me and we disappear into glittering light.Resurfacing in our room my back slams into the wall and we don't break the kiss once. Feeling the need to touch his skin take over I burn away my clothes and his own as they fall to ash at our
The Alpha's Hellhound 85
AndriciaMy heartbeat throbs in my ears at the revelation. Drowning out the discussion being had and plans that could protect the packs. An army of witches and wolves is fine but a beast that has been extinct for a century... Where have they been all these years? Why team up with the witch in the first place? The outcome of an army of lycans would be catastrophic for us. There will be no victory unless I can unleash my flame on the Lycans and Tarot."I thought they were extinct." I finally chime in halting all conversation and planning. Realizing Cyrus had been caressing my side this entire time as a means of comfort. I suppose creating allies and planning for war is all new for me. My mates have endured battle forged alliances and gotten their hands dirty when needed all for the sake of their pack. All I've ever done is protect my lands from witches and keep us alive. They are the embodiment of hope and I'm where it dies. There was never any hope in my land after the males died off.
The Alpha's Hellhound 84
AndriciaWhite powdery snow puffs into the air as Kain slides through it. The force that was behind Gwen's magic had me clutching my chest. I snap my focus back to Silas playing a game of dodging the spells with shimmering. Kain is already on his feet shimmering through this world with impeccable speed. Jackson meanders his way over taking up space beside me now. He had been practicing shimmering short distances. He is at a disadvantage and out of practice due to being frozen."What's the point in all of this? You don't even know what you're up against." I don't bother peeling my focus from Silas but cringe as he takes a blow. The feeling is strange, not pain but I can feel a dull ache where he feels the pain. Could he feel anytime I was in pain? If so how did he endure the pain inflicted by Justin?"There will be witches, I've encountered my fair share to know that the number of witches practicing dark magic is rising. I couldn't bear living with myself if I sent anyone into this war
The Alpha's Hellhound 83
Andricia “You fear that I will soak this world in blood yet you offer yours to me first.” His voice is ancient an accent I'm unfamiliar with yet understand perfectly. Silas is similar yet so different as it has aged just as he has. Jackson is still a newborn unfamiliar with the world he now lives in. Believing he is the biggest threat to walk this earth—a threat yes but not the largest one we've encountered. “You would be smart to hold your tongue. A legend you may have become but don't be a fool. This world will chew you up until you are nothing but bones and when it does I will be there to burn whatever is left of you to ash that will be carried away on a breeze and forgotten forever. Unless you join me. We can teach you how to survive and prepare you for what awaits.” He remains silent just as Silas and Kain await whatever comes from Jackson's mouth next. After a good while, I begin to grow impatient the flame thrumming within me, flowing through my veins begging to be released.
The Alpha's Hellhound 82
SilasIce fills my veins at the sound of his name off my bond's lips. I growl her burning eyes locked on my icy ones. I can't bother to mind the confusion from the Alphas and yank on the glimmering bond between us hissing down at her.'You must be joking.' I hiss in warning but she doesn't yield an inch. I can see her plans unfolding in my mind as if they were my own. I can't lie they are good but dangerous. Unleashing him on the world again could be catastrophic. How did she keep this plan from me? Like she blocked me from her mind. I may have been busy with Kain and Gwen but I still had her in my mind. She is always consuming my mind I'm not sure why it would change now. Had I truly been that distracted? A gentle caress down the bond shuts down my thoughts and her burning flame creates a glorious barrier keeping me from her mind. I reach a phantom hand out to it but it doesn't burn me. Instead, it opens and I once again hear and feel everything from her."You mean like the bedtime s
The Alpha's Hellhound 81
AndriciaThe cover of the treeline surrounds me. I stand helpless looking at the event playing before me. Reagan crumbles to the ground, and the sob filling the air cracks my heart. I sway on my feet momentarily before two hands land on my hips keeping me on my feet. Silas presses closer to me where my wings would have been he fills. My mates swoop in holding Reagan and Augustus as they mourn the loss of the woman whose name I still hadn't learned. Taking notice of the pack that was outside training now kneeling with their heads hung. A devastating loss for this pack. A calculated attack that would leave the leading members wounded and disoriented for a while. However as this packs Luna I will not allow any harm to come to anyone as they grieve this loss. The loss falls entirely on my shoulders as if it were my hand that ripped her throat out.The moon is almost to the peak of the sky directly above us. Crisp air nips at my exposed back in the midnight blue material that hangs from my
The Alpha's Hellhound 80
AndriciaSo beautiful. The thought zips down the bond and I flush from head to toe in the pale blush floor-length dress Silas gave me. The gauzy material whispers against the floor and the sheer sleeves show off my tanned skin below. The back is open on the shoulders where my wings are free to be if I wish. Our short time away had been so enlightening and helped me gain access to the power locked within me. Our bond is stronger and so beautiful it sparkles within me. I close the distance between Silas and me the fire dissipating from the hearth as it makes its way back within me. He brushes my loose hair behind my ear before his lips softly caress my own and the world around us fades to nothing. We linger a little longer on the other side drinking in each other before resurfacing in Golden Summit. My wings gleam in the sunlight and the grounds quiet as the pack notices us."How'd you do it?" Gwen's voice pulls my attention from Silas. She stands with Kain at the bottom of the pack hou
The Alpha's Hellhound 79
AndriciaThe ice fringes the edge of my vision before I am plunged down into the frozen water nothing but darkness surrounding me. Down, down, into the frozen depths of darkness until suddenly I'm yanked above the surface gasping for air. The snow is blinding in the frozen peaks that surround me. Silas' bare chest is against my now bareback. I'm soaked in water my skin shining under the rising sun. My neck tingles instead of the searing pain I felt in my nightmare. When my fingers connect with it I feel Cyrus caress the bond between us. He is there and understands what I just experienced even if he isn't here with me now. Silas, he would've seen it all and felt exactly what I felt and seen exactly what it was that haunts me. His hold on me is gently and reassuring the ice he used to pull me from my nightmare resting just below his skin. The same way the fire within me does. The dream is an omen. It will only get worse before it gets better.I need to be ready for it. If I'm not strong
The Alpha's Hellhound 78
Andricia“You were dying.” The raw emotion in his voice was enough to push all other worries out of my mind and focus entirely on him. Silas continues running smooth circles on my skin. His face is grave and I can see the tension in his jaws. A distant look in his eyes as he no doubt recounts it all.“I could feel your soul tearing itself from you. The bond poisons you if not fed from.” I chew my bottom lip mulling over his words. If he saw me why didn't he come for me sooner? How exactly did he even see me? I never saw him except for when Kain fed from me and in my nightmares."But if you made him feed from me..." The sick feeling of sand running along my insides and my stomach clenching. I spewed in the toilet unable to stomach the feeling. It had felt like a relief initially but then my body must've realized it wasn't Silas who was feeding from us. I wonder did he feel the discomfort I felt? I felt The stomach-wrenching betrayal smothered by the all-consuming confusion because I ha
