Brindleface Warriors Novels & Stories

"You are right sir, and we are just simple warriors, but that woman you chose as your mate, we do not consider her as a fellow alpha, she is a vampire, my army and I quit, we would rather stay without a pack than obey a woman who is not even a wolf." All the warriors stood in the same position as the leader, and raised their weapons against Gary, suddenly through the door of the hall, appeared almost that, levitating Brenda, her eyes were dark, and her face had a malevolent smile. "Let's hear it for cowardly warriors who don't want the power of their moon" When the leader saw her, he went in attack position against her. "What are you doing asshole?" Gary stepped through the middle in defense

The Phoenix pack warriors suddenly came, marching towards us and they wanted to move us to the Frontline of the battle. At first, we were reluctant, but they threatened to use brute force on my pups, Meghan, and I. Melinda and Kieran were almost going mad, and they were about to go on a rampage with the warriors. They were angered that the warriors had the audacity to come towards us, but I knew that we had to keep our cool and bottle up our resentment for the time being. The warriors were all heavily armed, with sharp blades and spears, and their faces were grim and determined. They moved towards us with a single-minded purpose, and we could see the glint of malice in their eyes.

Brody laughed, seeing Hikaru's mortified face. "You knew what you signed up for, sister. Had you been left to fend for yourself like Jo and I had to, you wouldn't have made it to see this day. So I'm grateful for your strength, sister." He smiled. "Why do you and Jo assume I'll go along with this? We are killing pups brother, PUPS, Brody! WE were pups once, remember? That was before all the competition for rank, fighting for attention, who was strongest, honestly, he is not going to let either of us lead, so that leaves just him. Where do we fit in with his and the Council's plan again? Do you even remember why we were fighting at first? How do you know our dear brother won’t keep us locked

Preston shot Tara some looks, but she was too busy crying to notice his hints. "Preston Whitmore, what do you plan to do with your wife after she beat me up today?" Steeling himself, he grabbed Tara by the hair and lifted her up from the floor. He mercilessly slapped her while scolding her. "You should not have offended Jeanine, you stupid woman! This will teach you a lesson!" Tara's cheeks became swollen. Confused and terrified at Preston, who had never been this angry before, she cried and pleaded for mercy. However, Preston did not go easy on her. He stole glances at me while I enjoyed their little fight. I finally called for a stop when Tara's face was swollen beyond recognition.

It was evident from the fierce winds stirred up by their charge and the cracks forming in the earth beneath their paws. Riding atop these lions were warriors clad in black battle armor, and leading them was a young man. "The young lord of Warbringer Gate has arrived!" "What an imposing sight!" "Of course! The young lord of Warbringer Gate has mastered battle techniques to perfection. He's a top contender alongside Brantley for the strongest of the younger generation in eastern plains!" "Speaking of which, will Brantley be here?" As the warriors discussed among themselves, Waylon Annel took position on a mountaintop overlooking the vast battlefield. He remained silent, his presence exuding an

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

D stepped forward together, as they both joined hands. The ground beneath us shook violently. A powerful force burst outward, slamming the charging warriors to the ground. BOOM! That was all my warriors needed. “ATTACK!” Julius roared. Moon Pack charged forward, claws ripped through flesh and teeth tore into throats. Warriors collided brutally across the battlefield. One of our wolves tackled an enemy warrior to the ground before ripping his throat open completely. Blood sprayed across the dirt like rain. Another enemy tried to attack Blade from behind, but Blade spun around and drove his claws deep into the man’s chest. The warrior screamed as Blade ripped downward violently, tearing flesh

Ashton was starting to get impatient, so he gestured to his lead warrior, saying, "Get him. I don't want him to be anywhere near my mate again." The lead warrior nodded and moved to restrain Brayden, who was now shouting in anger. But then he suddenly broke free. From his trousers, he pulled a knife and slit the throat of the lead warrior. His men began to attack the elders and the guest alphas. Jadeisles warriors, on the other hand, came to the rescue of those poor pack members.

The chattering and arguments continued, people throwing out different theories and assumptions. But one thing everyone agreed on— That sexy-looking female warrior was not someone to provoke. The image of how she slaughtered the Blue Rain warrior would be engraved in their minds for a long time. It would haunt many of the men who had harbored lewd thoughts about her just moments ago. I returned my attention to the screen in the sky. Another scene was playing out. A group of warriors was surrounded by twelve strange creatures. They looked like werewolves but had horns and large wings sprouting from their backs, giving them a terrifying and unnatural appearance.

Chapter Two THREE DAYS EARLIER IN THE TOWN OF RIM The town hall was packed full with warriors and youths alike. There were heated words and raised voices. There were also shaking of fists and exchanged words. It took every ounce of will for each man there not to transform into their wolf skin and fight each other. It seemed after the death of Tekenna, mate to Keratin, head of the warrior wolves, all the restraints holding them back had been broken. "I say we go to war!" Bravo, one of the warriors, said. "We can't just sit around and do nothing while they kill us, no!" He stamped his hand against the pillar and it shook, letting lose plaster and dust particles from the ceiling.