Brook Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

“When I asked her what was going on, she said she had left the pack without clearance because she wasn’t in her right mind after you rejected her. I think you should be lenient with her… she’s been in love with you for a while, give her time to move on–” “Are you serious right now, Dad?” I questioned, my jaw clenching. I felt like I was going to explode from the anger rippling through me. “Brooke is a traitor. She brought someone into the pack yesterday, and that person was watching my mate in the forest like a fucking creep. I haven’t confirmed this with her yet, but she gave the warriors at the border alcohol, which made them drunk. Why the hell would she do that unless she wanted them to

My wolf was fighting to get out, to make him pay for hurting her all these years. “Now that is a price I’m willing to pay,” my uncle said in a light tone. It was as if this was all some game to him. Brook fought against him, but she stopped when he grabbed her other arm. Brook paled with a gasp. Pain twisted her face, and I growled. “Alpha Brent, every guard and soldier are on this way right now. Let Brook go, and you might get away,” Andy said. His eyes glowed yellow. He was almost as angry as I was.

And Macy and my brother embraced me tight and the whole council congratulated us. It was a different approach and treatment I encountered from the leaders of the Midnight Pack, unlike the elders of the Black Haw who despised me ever since I stepped inside their territory. Werewolves of the Midnight pack believe in kindness and peace. It just happened that the Brooks Clan reigned for so many years and finally ended the war with its enemies until Carter ruined his family’s reputation. Carter’s overconfidence and lack of leadership put Midnight Pack into economic ruin until Alpha Hunter ended all of it and promised its members a better future.

I realized it earlier, but with each little slip of the tongue, it became increasingly clear. "You asked me my deal," I begin, deciding that maybe we could come to understand each other more. "There isn’t much to tell. I grew up with abusive parents and a pack that hated me because I never developed a wolf. Because of that, I became a tool to connect Elgin with Brawn, but you see how that worked out. I’m only compliant when I know that arguing will only prolong a problem, and it is ultimately better for me to pick and choose my battles."

The gray wolf lunged into the trees. Big mistake. I shifted midstride, the transformation ripping clothes and boots. Brook burst through the trees like a nightmare waiting to happen. The she-wolf ran blindly between the trees, whimpering. Brook hunted silently. No growls, no snarls, just the sound of massive paws hitting the earth behind her. Getting closer and closer and closer– Brook slammed into her from the side, crushing her into a tree trunk. The impact split bark apart with a thunderous crack.

"My wolf only looks at real proof. Also, you better pray your words about Langston being your pup are a big lie." "I only do what your own mother and father tell me to do, Grant! You cannot hunt me for that!" "If that lie is true, I will punish every wolf who touched this plan, even my own blood parents." "They are the high elders! You cannot touch them!" "The path will not go the way your mind wants, Brooke. My wolf can never take a mate who hurts Mars Reed." "Mr. Walker, my team finds the secret place where Langston hid when he left the healing halls last time. I send the map to your slate now."

Then I’ll live the big boss life without needing to care about anything. Come to think about it, what did someone do to be born as a cat? I mean, I do believe in reincarnation, where you will be born as a new species after your death, either as human, animals, or table maybe? “Stop knitting your brow before it becomes one.” I blinked as the voice who cut my daydreams. It’s Rosie’s bartender friend. Shit, what was his name again? Jody? Jonathan? I swear it starts with ‘jo’ something.

“Interesting, like us, but not like us. Are there any werecat colonies or prides in North America?” “Not to my knowledge, Little Luna. But werecats are a pretty unknown underworld phenomenon. There could be a group, or a few groups of them here in North America. We do have large cats here, mountain lions, better known as cougars.” I looked over at Fenrir, “Anything you want to add?” I asked him politely. He wasn’t the one I was mad at. Fenrir wasn’t the one keeping secrets. “Actually yes. Although his, Andrew is his name?”

Not too long after we entered the forest, the first scream tore through the forest, the birds flying out due to the impact and gruesomeness. My breath hitched, my grip on the dagger tightening as I rapidly scanned my surroundings to make sure I was safe in the arena I had walked into. Also, immediately, the first fire gun shot out. It was green, which signalled that one of the warriors that belonged to Alpha Drevik’s pack had fallen. Unfortunately he wasn't fast and smart enough and had walked right into something which laid in the dark, waiting for its prey and had lunged out, clawing furiously across his chest, his blood spraying on the leaves, bones crushing with each attack until finally

He gathered his own band of rabble-rousers and took off for longer sunsets and an endless trail much as Brick did but he was of a different sort given to high terrorism for sport despite those he had in his company not knowing that he'd been moonborn. Brick and his crew pulled up to the bar but took note of the other bikes parked outside as they maneuvered to put theirs away in the cut to keep from having an incident. Rooster had not been too keen on being anywhere near Alpha Dogs, given a prior history but he showed up nonetheless. "Alright everybody keep it cool, keep it calm and check in when it's time," Brick instructed everyone when they parked their respective bikes. Everyone had been