Borderlands 3 Warlord Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, at the center of the group , a harsh battle was about to begin. The representative of the Alpha Calhoun's pack charged undisputed toward the center of the enemy troops. His rank 4 body was unmatched in that environment and he swung his greatsword freely, making a way toward their middle. Aldophus ducked while switching to his primal form, seeing the hooded cultivator getting close but Lane promptly moved in front of him. "I will handle him, don't worry young master." He spoke, fixing his gaze on the incoming warrior. The representative didn't waste time, he swung vertically his big sword toward Lane.

Third Person's POV On the southern border battlefield, a fierce battle was about to break out. Alpha Lance stood before everyone, his voice strong and powerful, carrying the unique dominance of an Alpha. It traveled far in the biting cold wind. "Warriors! Our homeland has been trampled by invaders from Dragon Ash. They've stolen our land and killed our people. We must avenge them! Today, we reclaim our land for our people and our glory. Charge!" His words ignited the wrath of all the werewolf warriors. Their pheromones surged, forming a storm of emotion.

he cried and coughed up more blood. The sheer magnitude of the shock was too much for him to bear. He could not believe it. How could Dustin possess something like that? The Dragon Warlord Totem could only be summoned by the Dragon Warlord Token. The Dragon Warlord Token itself belonged solely to the Dragon Warlord. He had achieved unparalleled military achievement in Lovellia and was considered the nation’s legendary guardian. The Dragon Warlord Token could rally a million troops! Even the ten thousand soldiers he had deployed from the Western Forces fell under its jurisdiction.

His grip was firm, but not too tight. “You don’t smell like someone who is lying “ he said. “I’m too tired to make things up “ I replied. For a moment, I thought I saw something like anger on his face. It wasn’t directed at me. Behind us, I heard distant howling The fighters. They had arrived at the border. One of Derek’s fighters turned around. “The leader Blood Moon wolves are coming.” Derek didn’t let go of me. “How many are they?” “Five. More are, behind them.”

When Luna’s purple light flared, his gold light amplified it. Together, they faced the third Warlord. “Interesting,” the Warlord said. “A king without a pack. Bonded to a queen without a court. What are you?” Damian smiled. Ferale. “We’re the end of your war.” They moved as one. The fight was chaos. Beautiful chaos. Damian couldn’t shift fully without Alpha strength, but he didn’t need to. Every time Luna threw purple light, he shaped it. Made it into blades. Into shields. Into cages.

"Keep wiggling your body on my lap like that, and my alpha will finish exactly what we started the night my pack trucks went missing on the western border." That terrible night in the woods? My entire spine freezes solid, his wicked warning sinking straight into my brain like a silver arrow. Despite his clean black leather gear and his cool, calm boss look, I can feel the massive, explosive muscle power coiled inside his giant body, just waiting for my teeth to spark the fuse. My wolf is not stupid enough to bite a warlord, especially after his heavy fists just crushed my enemies downstairs. Leaving his lap right now would make my bloodline look totally ungrateful to the supreme throne. "Ple

“It’s a warrior. We can’t just—” Grayson refused, his arms tightening around me, holding me close against his chest. “No,” he growled softly, his voice low and possessive. “Stay right here, baby. I’m not letting you go yet.” He called out to the door, his voice steady but edged with frustration. “Enter.” The warrior stepped in, bowing respectfully, his eyes carefully avoiding us as he held a scroll in his hands. “Alpha, the report from the eastern border. There’s movement near the neutral lands. Liora’s group was spotted again.”

The Alpha job is addictive; Emily now understands the rage Marcus displayed when he learned that he had been replaced as the Alpha. She got to see a lot of things differently after she got the job, and she has to agree that Mathew was a bit too clumsy to be the Alpha, and when confronted, he blames his Beta or Gamma, or any wolf connected to that particular department. In the end, she had to replace several people with the ones she appointed. She appointed Blondie as her Beta. Her Gamma is a male, one of the strongest warriors that Mathew recommended for her since his job is to protect her.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

Each with a cattle prod and called forth the four of us. “Prince-ee, Braids, Omega scum, and Rogue, let’s go! Grab a weapon and make your way to the arena!” The Beta Baron came marching into the barracks yelling and giving out orders, as he unlocked the weapons area. I looked at Teal and he nodded towards where the old and blunt swords stood. I grabbed a blade inspecting it. It was worthless, with chipped and dull edges, I would be lucky if it could slice or pierce a mouse.