Awakened Warrioress Novels & Stories

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

Drawing her sword she readied herself for the attack. The wall moved slowly taking its time to torture her. More flames blazed around her lighting the faces of the duio warriors that were coming. All their faces seemed to be grey and slowly decaying, some having holes in their cheeks and jaws, bone showing through. Their mouths hung open revealing rotted teeth. Their eyes stared blankly ahead, glazed over and unseeing. Bile rose in Elaina’s throat as realization crept in. These warriors were not of the living, they were Ekek.

As we descended into the subterranean colosseum, the noise became overwhelming. Two thousand warriors filled the stone tiers of the cavern. These were the Shadow Warriors—the battle-scarred outcasts of the Dead Woods. They were alphas, betas, and omegas who had been rejected by their birth packs, criminals who had survived the brutal winter wilderness, and veterans of forgotten border wars. They didn't wear uniforms; they wore heavy furs, iron chains, and leather straps over bodies covered in jagged claw scars. They were savage, and radiated a volatile pressure.

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.

I wonder if all rogues act like they're a little wrong in the head. Our attention snapped back on the front when someone harrumphed. Almost all the girls groaned, and almost all the boys lean in attention. "Greetings! I'm Felicia Filicitus Faulkner, I'm 14 years old, a beautiful gray wolf and I'm from the Southwoods!" She started tinkering with her long hair. "I'd love to be friends with all of you, you should feel honored, I mean this is an invitation from someone who is the strongest candidate to become Luna!"

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

“A few priestesses from the Palace of Priestess have offered to assist her.” “I don’t know what we would have done without her,” Asher sighed. I took his hand and gave it a squeeze as we headed to the infirmary. Cora and Rose were working with a few omegas and warriors and setting up the tents and all the other stuff for the armies that would be arriving by tomorrow. We were trying to accommodate everyone as comfortably as we could. “I can’t really believe this is happening…” I muttered, staring around. “A war…” “I do wish every day when I wake up that it’s some kind of terrible dream. But of course, it isn’t,” Asher answered.

My wolf growled at the sight of Zac’s mark, and a fiery rage filled me from within. The Winchester warriors gathered around me, their eyes glowing, waiting for the signal. I raised my sword, the steel catching the first light of dawn. “Tonight we fight not for pride, but for our home,” I called out. “For every life that stands behind these walls. For what is ours.” A thousand howls answered. Then, as the horns blared again, I felt it...a presence at my back. I turned, and my breath caught. Aria stood there in silver armor, her hair braided, eyes blazing like the moon itself. The armor fit her perfectly...graceful, fierce. She looked nothing like the broken omega I’d first met. She looked lik

“Politically, this changes everything. If Sera claims Silvermoon, she controls a vast territory. Many packs absorbed the land after the fall. Some will resist her claim. Some will fight to support it.” “We’ll support her,” Kade said immediately, fiercely. “If she wants the title. If she wants the territory. It’s her choice—no one else’s.” Council members nodded slowly. Thalen added, “We must prepare her for her first shift. A Silvermoon alpha’s awakening could be… violent.” Kade swallowed. “I’ll guide her.” “And,” Rowan said gently, “you must tell her. Her identity. The mate bond. All of it.” Kade stiffened. The words hit him like a blade. “I know.”

“You pace around like she’s your mate.” “She’s my Queen so I have every right to pace around.” “True true.I heard about what happened at the battlefield,” she continued, walking slowly toward me. “About her scream.” I swallow hard. “It wasn’t just a scream,” I say. “It was a sound that tore the sky. Like a siren’s wail. It didn’t come from her throat—it came from her soul.” Vaelira nods, her expression unreadable. “She’s awakening.” “Awakening into what?” I ask, frustrated. “A goddess? A weapon? A puppet in this war?”