Apprentice Ceremony Warrior Cats 소설 & 이야기

"I am a little tipsy." "A little tipsy from the two bottles of wine? Mhm, sure, Kat," Audrey mocks. "And you can't forget the champagne before that," Dan chimes in. "I hate you both," I roll my eyes, and sit up on the floor, making sure I do have my bearings before standing. Once satisfied with my clear head, I stand and walk with my arms stretched out to the side in a straight line to the kitchen; heel to toe. "Kat, just because you have your arms out doesn't mean you're going in a straight line!"

I hadn’t been in their pack in ten years and I was never legitimately initiated, just in it by blood relation since I was only a pup. “You are fated to Hunter, River and Skyler Black of the Shadow Warriors in life and in obligation. While you are not yourself a Shadow Warrior … but as their mate you are duty bound by our laws and our rules. Do you accept this responsibility freely and with an open heart, without malice and without being bound to another,” Godfrey said. “Yes I do,” I said. “Do you hereby renounce ties to your pack, severing any accordance to their laws and obligations, and thereby enacting the will of Shadow Warriors and this council as your true commitment,” Godfrey said.

His black hair shifted gently beneath the breeze, while his cold silver eyes carried the same intimidating gaze I remembered. Back then, everyone feared him. They called him arrogant and cold. Some believed it was because Silver Moon owned the strongest academy among all the packs. Others simply said… Cassian had never smiled a day in his life. The warriors shoved me forward until I landed on my knees before him. "Future Alpha," the head warrior said with a respectful bow. "We caught this woman stealing the Moon Orchid." "I wasn't stealing it," I blurted out before I could stop myself.

I silently thanked the Moon Goddess in my heart. “Please, let this happiness last.” … The following days passed like a beautiful dream. The entire Wild Prowlers Pack transformed before my eyes. Everywhere I looked, preparations filled the air. Workers decorated the ceremonial grounds. Tailors hurried through the manor carrying elegant fabrics. Warriors polished ancient ceremonial weapons. The pack buzzed with excitement. Even the elders paid me a personal visit. They bowed respectfully. “We acknowledge Luna Kate's wish to follow the traditional mating ceremony.” One elder carefully placed an old, leather-bound scroll into my hands.

he said. Our weapons clashed once more. I wasn't in that war, but the stories were loud enough to hear and very description. A warrior who had his face covered, led the war that pushed the rogues out of the kingdom. Every step was similar to Cassien. Or so I thought. “If you do, I can be lenient,” he said, making me frown. “What do you mean?” He didn't give me an answer but became much more aggressive. I matched it as much as I could, with as much precision that could keep me unscratched for a while.

We're still winning. We are, technically. But Mike's sharper these days. Not stronger—just... better trained. Beta training is a privilege and a responsibility. And an annoying advantage when your older brother has been drilled in strategy and control while you've been drilled in "try not to kill each other in the basement." I'm Catherine Evans. Cat to everyone who knows me. KitCat to my family, because apparently they're incapable of letting go of anything cute and humiliating. I turned eighteen earlier this year—and finally got to shift into my wolf.

his voice carried a warning growl, "let me remind you one last time - you're only here as Serena's stand-in. Serena is my mate in name, and the coven elders are not yours to claim. Know your place." Bitterness and resentment flashed in Vivienne's eyes, her perfect mask cracking for just a moment. Before she could respond, Lucien ran up to them, his small feet pattering on the ceremonial floor. He tugged at Damien's ceremonial robes with the entitlement of a child who'd never known rejection, his small face bright with innocence. "Daddy, Daddy!" he chirped. "Grandparents are calling for you! They want to finish the ceremony!" Then, fatally, he added: "We don't need that bad Thrall anymore, ri

A giant screen above the terminal flashed a bold message. "Welcome back, Warrior Serene!" It caught people's attention. They probably thought I was someone important. "Elder Alan, this is too much," I said, managing a faint smile. He stepped forward and wrapped me in a warm, steady embrace. His voice, sounding kind and quietly strong, filled the air. "Remember, Serene. From today, the Darkmoon pack is your home. We are your family, and we'll always support you." Since witnessing Kyle's proposal, I'd been fighting an internal battle, using a Gamma warrior's iron will to keep the emotional storm threatening to shatter me at bay.

Sandra sees Juliet and motions her over. “I had a second chair brought,” Sandra smiles. “Humans don’t get to train with this group.” “This is a big group,” Juliet tells her. “Welcome to pack life,” Sandra smiles. “These are the captains and seconds. They will take this training back to their battalions.” Juliet nods. Soon the warriors are practicing the technique and Juliet see Milo and Hank walking around helping. Catherine is really kicking ass. “Catherine is really good,” Juliet comments. “She has been training since she got her wolf. Both of my kids shifted at 13, like most Alphas. Catherine hasn’t missed a training. Even when Terry is here. She practices on him. She is ready to be a Lun

a churlish Warrior named Campbell asks. The other Warriors glance sideways at him, the looks on their faces matching mine. We do not question a direct order from our alpha. Beast immediately comes to the forefront but Marinah responds before I do. She's dressed in her Warrior gear that allows for a quick shift to Beast. With her heightened human strength, she doesn't bother. She picks Campbell up by his throat, tossing him over the hellhounds and into the cage.