Army Chapter 13 Novels & Stories

Morey's army lounged towards us fast and fiercely, just as mine returned with the same energy. When they clashed, it was just screams, tearing of flesh, growls, and blood everywhere. I could see Morey trying to get to me, while my army was trying to protect me. His army was attacking me from all sides and trying to kill me because the rule of war clearly states that when the Alpha of a fighting pack dies, his army will have to retreat.

* Alpha Archer * I could feel the slight tremble of my land beneath the march of the Southern warriors invading. Even before I saw them crest the ridge, I smelled the scent of their blood, the iron, sweat, and the musk of wolves bred for war, not honor. Alpha Douglas's banner split the horizon like a wound, black and crimson snapping in the wind, his warriors flooding the valley as if they meant to drown the West in numbers alone. But I never felt afraid; I am ready to take them on!

I wasn't fighting it anymore. END OF CHAPTER 8.

And in a war like this, love was the easiest thing to kill. End of Chapter 16

"If a war is coming, we are going to need a bigger arsenal. Let's go rob the gods!" (End of Chapter 153)

End of Chapter 45 ---

But the war for her soul had just begun. END OF CHAPTER 14..

"We aren't fighting for a story anymore. We’re fighting for the Marrow." I looked at my children, who stood strong and radiant in the glade. We were no longer characters in a romance or pawns in a war. We were a Dynasty of the Wild, and the 173rd chapter was the first page of a book the High Council would never be able to read.

A small, stiff movement of my head. Roman studied my face for a moment, like he was trying to read my thoughts. Then he moved closer. His arm wrapped gently around my shoulders, pulling me against his side. I didn’t resist, i leaned into him, resting my head against his chest. His heartbeat was steady beneath my ear. The slow, familiar rhythm somehow grounded me.