Beatrice Warrior Nun Novels & Stories

I hear Aria’s whistle somewhere in the back, sharp and approving. I stay on my knees for a moment, letting it sink in. I can't help but laugh. I passed. I did it. I’m not just the Luna who was abandoned, or the assistant barely scraping by. I’m Beatrice. Training instructor. Warrior. Mother. Survivor. I stand slowly, my entire body aching—but my spine straight. The warrior I beat gets to his feet, avoids my eyes, and stalks off without a word. That’s fine. Let his bruised ego keep him company tonight.

“Please—you don’t know—” The warden halted just long enough to glare at me, his grip biting harder into my shoulder. “Criminals like you have no business with the Queen. You’ll be thrown into the prison below, where you belong.” “No—you must believe me! The witches have returned!” The words rang out too loudly, scattering birds from their branches. The forest seemed to recoil from the name. The warden’s face twisted in fury. “Silence! Speak that word again, and you’ll hang before the castle walls.”

I felt like I had found a kindred spirit in Chantelle, someone who understood me and accepted me for who I was. Chantelle and Delcan became close and they were always trying new things. One night when they were back from shopping. Chantelle went inside the shower to have her bath. She stayed there for a long time relaxing. When she came out of the bathroom, she was totally naked and she realized she forgot to get towel. She bent over to the bed to take the towel to wipe her wet body. She was was busy drying herself but she did not notice Delcan presence in the room. She felt someone was giving hot gaze on her naked body. She turned around to see Delcan was standing right behind her.

I began as I looked down and paced my fingers along his already trembling shoulders, startled by my frightening presence. "Your mate whom you caused pain, humiliated, and turned her into a slave with your power is Alpha Doris Albert." I paused, my wicked gaze lingering on him as I smirked. "The one known as seen as, and called a worthless decoration is the Goddess of War." I laughed loudly as I felt in my fingers how his body tensed up and shivered as I spoke. "It's shocking, right? I mean who would have thought?" I asked sarcastically, glancing at Mark and Erbort, who were watching with interest with a fulfilled smirk on their faces.

“Oh, it does. Means she gets a free room and a nice little place to play warrior while the rest of us work.” “She fought one patrol team,” someone said, her tone bored. “Big deal.” “And now she walks around like she’s above all of us.” I slowly folded the towel and moved to the next one, jaw clenched. Oh, they were laying it on thick, weren’t they? These women were truly cruel with their words. “She’s from Seattle, isn’t she?” someone whispered. “Silver Moon pack blood. That whole region’s tainted. I don’t care what kind of sob story she has.”

Ones where she looked like a normal girl, not like the creature I’d fought in the woods. But I remembered what I saw. The shift. The red eyes. The violence. Beatrice was no normal wolf. She was a demon. And I had let her live. My jaw tightened as I scrolled. Thankfully, her old social media had a public address listed. A small neighborhood right outside of town. I committed the address to memory and continued to scroll. There were several pictures of a younger looking Beatrice with friends on a boat cruise, and then a few with a bearded man that had his arms wrapped possessively around her torso. That must be the boyfriend she'd broken up with.

"I will never fall for someone like Tahira!! It's over my dead body, okay? I will not also sit and watch Seven Pack dwindle because of my emotions for Beatrice!! Nothing will ever change the fact that Tahira is the future Queen of Seven in One Pack. Accept it or leave it!" I yelled at her and she smiled. "Then be prepared to see a war coming, don't forget that Beatrice is the future moon goddess and I will give her my full support anywhere and anytime." She said and stormed out of the room leaving me dumbfounded at that threat. What did she mean by war? Someone cleared the throat behind me and I jumped up in surprise. Christ!!! "What are you doing here?" I gasped at Ioona who came out of the

On our way to the kitchen, Beatrice stopped once to turn and look at me. "For everyone's sake, I'll advice you not to do something stupid like running away again. The Alpha has posted a warrior to look over you. You are under someone elses eyes at all times so refrain form making a mistake that will get your thrown in to the dungeons for ever. There is so much that I can do to keep you active. If you don't cooperate, then I can't keep you out of the cell." I was shocked. I couldn't wrap my head around what Beatrice was saying but it almost sounded like she was telling me that she was doing all she could for my best interest.

Beatrice didn't care about everything; she only cared about dealing with Darwin, her supposed-to-be husband in the future, who killed her twin sister. "All this time, you're just using me for your own sake, You're just using me for your fucking self! And use me for your goods, how could you do that? I thought you would never do something that would break my heart, Darwin." Beatrice said, full of disappointment in her voice, she never imagined that this would happen. She feels lonely and empty now as the first person who trusted her and understood her all died during the clan war, second the person who treated her like a sister and listened to her betrayed her because she learned that Eille w

I gasped as I tried not to move or think too much. Beatrice laughed heartily. “Oh no, rat. I will become the most powerful woman in the galaxy next year. So silence yourself when you talk to me.” An idea seemed to come to her. “Michael, we need to up the ante on this. The little rat wants to show that she still has some resistance left in her!” Beatrice instructed, reaching behind me and taking away the bloodied whip. She brought him something else, but I could only see the handle on it. “I think it’s time we crush that fighting spirit completely out of her for good.” She stood in front of me and steadied me. “Go on… I want to see the look on her face when she feels this punishment now.” She