Jonathan Stilldon

"We must prevent this dispute from escalating," Alpha Grey remarked seriously. "Too many lives have been lost, and our packs cannot sustain any more casualties."

Nathaniel agreed, but his demeanor remained restrained. "I concur," he said dispassionately. "But understand this, Alpha Grey: this truce is only a temporary solution. Our packs' frustrations are deep and will not be easily ignored.".....................

In the heart of a shared territory where packs clash for control and lineage seals one's fate, a timid young woman got caught up in a web of political plots and the weight of her family's expectations. Eleanor's dreams of a life filled with love and liberty seem distant, as she is bound by a commitment to marry Nathaniel Blackwood, the fearsome alpha of the opposing Blackmoon pack.

Destiny, however, has different intentions. Eleanor's life takes an unexpected turn when she meets Lucas Blackwood, Nathaniel's estranged younger sibling. 
As Eleanor and Lucas explore the murky depths of pack politics and the complexity of blood bonds, they uncover unsettling revelations about their own heritage. Damon Blackwood, another Blackwood Scion, joins them, plagued by his past and torn between devotion and a thirst for power. 
But, as Nathaniel's ruthless grip tightens, the trio's hopes for love and autonomy are jeopardized. Every move was dangerous, and their alliances were strained to the limit. 
"Queen of the Pack" offers an enthralling tale that weaves together themes of affection, self-sacrifice, and the path to discovering oneself.
Can Eleanor and Lucas beat the odds to carve out their own path, or will Nathaniel's dictatorial authority crush their hopes to dust? This is a journey where loyalty is tested, alliances are made, and a pack's destiny is on the line.

QUEEN OF THE PACK

The moon was high in the night sky, giving an eerie glow to the Greywolf pack's camp. The earth started shaking all of a sudden, making the tents sway and the fires flicker. A chilling, bone-deep howl cut through the night, causing every wolf in the camp to shiver. 


Eleanor, the recently proclaimed Alpha Queen, stood alongside her followers, her gaze moving across the dimly lit forest encircling them. The earth's vibration beneath her feet was palpable, the increasing rumble becoming more unsettling by the second. 


"Queen Alpha!" a voice urgently shouted. Eleanor looked to see Thomas, one of her most reliable fighters, hurrying towards her. He had a pale complexion and fear was evident in his wide eyes. 


"Thomas, what is this?" Despite the chaos surrounding her, Eleanor inquired with a steady voice. 


"This is dark sorcery," Thomas responded, his voice shaking. The only individual who could be accountable for this is the Necromancer. 


NECROMANCER'S WRATH