Ariana Team Rocket Novels & Stories

She bows her head, “Alpha. Everyone is safe. I have the Gammas rounding up stray pack members and bringing them to our storm shelters. We will get a head count. What else should I do?” I will my legs to walk toward her, nodding my head to acknowledge her words. Ariana’s parents run past me on their way to her. Her mom grabs my hand, and I run with her. They wrap us both in a hug. “My girls!” her mother says. “Thank the moon goddess you are both alright!”

"My Luna, Alpha Damien is locked in combat with Alpha Leo. Eve, Michael, and Kevin are all fighting. It’s not safe in your condition. You’re too weak." Ariana shook her head, pain flashing across her face, but her voice was unwavering. "Analica, I need to be there. Damien will need me." Analica hesitated, her gaze darting to the window. Through the warped glass, she could see shadows lunging and clashing, hear the screams of wolves, smell the metallic tang of blood in the air. She searched desperately for Damien’s wolf but couldn’t spot him among the frenzy. "Analica," Ariana pressed again, her tone quiet but commanding. "Take me back."

"I think you might need a neural interface designer on this team." The warehouse was quiet for a moment. Then Jax said, "She's not wrong." Lena looked at Aria. Aria looked at Sena… twenty-six years old, neural crown marks fading at her temples, emergency blanket around her shoulders, twelve-page consent form in her memory, nineteen hours of the worst thing Elias had ever built, already lived and survived. "Welcome to the team," Aria said. Sena pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders and picked up her phone and got back to work.

I was still talking when Ari spoke to his father. "Alpha, that means she has to fight someone. She could get hurt" Ari said from where he stood looking like a constipated ostrich. Wait? Was that concern I heard in his voice? "So?" Ryan asked him. "So, she could seriously hurt herself. She's not up to it. Everyone here has been training to be part of this team since birth…she's not quite right in the…" Ari's voice trailed off. I know he wanted to end that sentence with 'in the head' and I looked at him.

" Ariana tell me how I can make you stay" " Am sorry but…" she starts, before forwarding her eyes on me. " Wait! I know!" Oh no! Don't do that Ariana. " What do you mean?" Madam Hillary asked. " I want a teammate!" She said sure of her. She lifts her finger to me. No! No!, Ariana, you promised. " Am sorry Tiara but is you I want to collaborate with." Lola chuckles before adding "nonsense". Madam Hillary look surprised just like the others. Shit! Ariana, what have you done?

Heat shimmered above the practice fields as the temperature climbed to ninety-five degrees, and the bright green turf rippled beneath the relentless summer sun. Ariana carried her camera over one shoulder, her fingers curled around the grip of her telephoto lens. The documentary had been arranged weeks earlier between the residency program and the Riverport Hounds' front office, giving her rare behind-the-scenes access to the team's 2026 rookie class.

Arianne promised that she wouldn’t tell it to anyone, but she’s starting to get really worried. Karina folded her arms, "That woman… she wanted me to replace her as leader of our team." They turned to Karina, "What? Why?" "I’m not sure why, but she wanted to leave the team. She gave me two choices, it’s either we disband the team or we stay as is, with me as the leader. Of course I insisted on knowing why she was leaving, but all she said was that this was our last mission together. From how she speaks, she had probably talked to Black Lotuts about this already."

So, they treated each other like family, emphasizing teamwork rather than pointing fingers. Ariana, assisted by one of her employees, prepared to dispose of all the trash, which was quite a lot, in the waste disposal area, a fair distance from the restaurant. They walked side by side, each holding large trash bags. During their journey back, Ariana intentionally walked towards the front of the restaurant. She observed the surroundings at this late hour. Suddenly, her eyes caught a glimpse of a luxurious car parked across the restaurant. The car was red, and its tinted windows prevented Ariana from seeing inside. However, she sensed that whoever was inside the car was currently observing her.

The room fell quiet immediately, all eyes turning to him. “My pack,” Tariq began, his voice strong and commanding, “tonight, I introduce to you someone very special. Leah has been through much, and she has proven her strength time and again. She will be your Luna, your queen, and she will stand by my side as we lead the Fireblood pack into a new era.”

When we reached the stage Leo let go of my hand and stepped forwards. "On this day in age 2456 years ago marks the time in which Astraea Goddess of the stars and Ennosigaeus Goddess of Neptune, set forth to create the greatest pack to ever grace this earth. The time in which Vulgarise Loren became the mighty Potestas Loren and the time in which our fourteen factions, Triton, Nereid, Larissa, Proteus, Naiad, Thalassa, Galatea, Despina, Neso, Psamathe, Laomedeia, Halimede, Sao and Lissauer were established. They provided us with our power, our wealth, our language, our land. Everything this pack is today, even 2456 years later we owe to our founders. We must take this day and use it to thank t