Berrynose Warriors Novels & Stories

I fell to the fall, holding my left cheek, wondering what just happened. “Don't you ever talk to me in that manner! Do you understand, you piece of shit?” Mr. Red eye fumed standing before me. Then and there, I realized I had been slapped until my eyes rolled backwards. I stared into his eyes and I realized, unlike the other night, his eyes were a deep shade darker. The stinging pain on my cheek stopped me from thinking, and tears streamed down my face. I watched as he slowly walked towards me and in reflex, I crawled backwards. The air seemed to have become stiffer, and the hairs on my body stood on end. I crawled backwards still holding my left cheek and tears streaming down my face making

The room erupted in cheers and I sat back down to Peter. "Now, we must prepare for our allies in the Blood Moon. If they are to be ambushed, we will be there to fight alongside of them. A war may be coming and we must be ready. From now on, we will be training from five in the morning to noon. I know it's long hours, but this will be a time to master your skills and learn new things that you want to. You must push each other and look out for the good of all. If anyone is against this, please say so now." No one said anything. Everyone stared straight at Jaedon, a determined look in their eyes. "We are strong because we stick together and know we have no weakness. We will eat good meals and h

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.

Maya spit these last words, and the crowd roared, some laughing, some howling with rage. Sasha said nothing. She stood there, fists clenched, her eyes darkening. “You will not disrespect our union.” Her voice was a menacing growl, though a poor imitation of an Alpha. “Don’t ever forget your place, Rogue.” The Warriors laughed. Encouraged by their support, Sasha pointed at the pair of them. “Warriors! Do not let a pair of filthy Rogues disrespect your Alpha and his TRUE Luna!” The Warriors, their anger reignited, surged forward once more. They yanked Maya over the railing, and she was lost in the crowd. All I could hear were her screams of terror.

"I don't like him in any way. He just makes me feel ashamed by playing in such an absurd manner," Minahil retorted and took a bottle from her bag and took long gulps of the mint shake. "Yes, Abraham." The deafening charivari along with loud banging and whistling attracted the attention of everyone present there except for the boys playing fiercely. "The queen bee with her groupie!" Minahil said scrunching up her nose to which Yara laughed. Their team won the match and sharp noise of clapping, hooting and party poopers rose in the ground.

Bryce explained. "The reason why you had this strength, this skill, is not because you are the best soldiers, no, it's because inside you, in the strength of an alpha, you can never defeat a true alpha and that's what you were, "He informed me. "Why are my eyes not red then?" I questioned. "We don't know, it was because your eye shone blue, that's why he saved you," Bryce replied to me. "My theory is, you suppress the real strength of your wolves, never letting it go to its real strength due to some trauma," he continued.

They just kept on coming at us like they were damn energizer bunnies. Despite the pun, they did, in fact, whip the absolute dog shit out of us. My entire body aches it will take Rusty a week to heal my ass up. But I didn't get the worst of it, though. I have been told that one of Brody's warriors actually did take a shit on one of my warriors after he killed him. Who the hell does that? Mother fucking werebears that's who!

With Winterpaw Warrior under Nazte’s command, we had nowhere to go. I lifted my chin. “Don’t,” I said, keeping all bitterness and rage from my voice. I sounded cold and detached. “Don’t wait for me. It is an impossible choice.” It took every bit of strength I had to say, “Don’t wait for me. I won’t ever come home again.” There was a beat of silence. Then – The fleshy smack of a fist hitting muscle made my head turn. Elena Brown, the youngest Warrior Wolf in the Blue Moon Pack, stood beside Ares, shaking out her hand. He glared down at her, his lip curling back from his teeth.

They were followed by a horde of fierce warriors, their eyes fixed on the rogue pack. Alpha Ronan, Alpha Kayson, and Alpha Ryder fought with precision and skill, taking down the rogue pack members one by one. Their movements were swift and deadly, a testament to their training and experience. The battle was intense, with snarls and growls filling the air, but my mates were determined to protect me. They fought with a singular focus, their eyes fixed on the enemy, their muscles tensed with effort.

My wolf and I are overjoyed to hear that; it's enough for me that Nora cares about this pack. Nora is aware of all the cases in this pack, and we haven't found the perpetrators yet. She also knew about warriors training for war, but she didn't know about the recruited warriors and the bomb we found in the forest. I promised to formalize the warriors with her, and Nora was enthusiastic. Beta knocked on the door, and he told me via mind link that he was with Jerry. I stood up to greet Jerry. He smiles broadly, and I introduce Nora to him. Jerry is glad I have found my mate.