Brook Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

"Is that bad?" "Depends on who you ask." Katie shrugged. "The Wolfes are a big deal in the UK and Europe. There are stories that Lucas' older sister has been nicknamed the queen of Hellhounds. She is the leader of the largest pack in Europe and there is a rumour that she has not one, but two mates and they are both demons." "Demons?" Chloe gasped. "But I thought only shifters had fated mates." "I thought so too." Katie replied. "Either way, Lucas Wolfe is dangerous, and he comes from a dangerous family. Those guys are fierce warriors and not to be messed with."

I could feel it. I was next in line for the position of the Alpha. It was two months till the Carmella, and I'd not yet found my mate. I was going to suffer for being the freak of the Pack. This was a big crime. Anyone who ever happened to pass their eighteenth year without finding their mate, here in the South Pack, was considered an anomaly. They were always banished, while the unfortunate ones ended up being killed. I swallowed hard at the thought. A knock on the door jerked me away from my thought. "Come in," I said in a placid tone, sensing it was my mother. I watched in the mirror as the door swung aside and true to my expectation, it was her.

Caterina This is a wolf of The Blood Crest pack. The tyrannical and merciless Russian wolf pack who ruled the other half of New York. They were also mafia, Russian Bratva and Sergio’s mortal enemies. I see my father walk towards the man and speak to him. This terrified me; he had already promised me to the Lycans of Vegas. Would he offer me to this man as well? I know my father only wanted power, and the Bratva would be the perfect place to have a foot in the door. The man looked at my father, and his eyes flashed the deepest crimson I had ever seen.

Caterina This is a wolf of The Blood Crest pack. The tyrannical and merciless Russian wolf pack who ruled the other half of New York. They were also mafia, Russian Bratva and Sergio’s mortal enemies. I see my father walk towards the man and speak to him. This terrified me; he had already promised me to the Lycans of Vegas. Would he offer me to this man as well? I know my father only wanted power, and the Bratva would be the perfect place to have a foot in the door. The man looked at my father, and his eyes flashed the deepest crimson I had ever seen.

Turner kicked Jackson off and turned to face him, but Brodie was already on his back, digging his claws into his fur. Turner howled and shook Brodie off, then charged at him with full force. Brodie braced himself for the impact, but Jackson tackled Turner from the side, knocking him off balance. The two werewolves rolled on the ground, biting and scratching each other. Brodie joined the fray, aiming for Turner’s throat. Turner fought back with ferocity, wounding both of them with his sharp teeth and nails. He managed to free himself from their grip and ran towards the door, hoping to escape. Brodie and Jackson chased after him, determined to finish him off.

Brooke nodded, “I understand. April shouldn’t have to suffer a minute more. Why don’t I take a closer look, so we’re better prepared when the rest gets here.” “Good idea.” I said as Brooke carefully walked over to the hatch. She wasn’t even half way there when an alarm came blaring through the forest and people came out from everywhere pointing their gun’s at Brooke. “What do I do?” Brooke asked. “Don’t fight them. They seemed to want us alive. I’ll get you out. I promise.” I felt like a coward, hiding while Brooke was being taken. But even I knew two wolves were no match for ten people with guns. I didn’t know if they held silver bullets or wolfsbane.

Stormshadow growled. Birdpaw watched on in amazement as they maneuvered around the dog. The ThunderClan cats were actually working alongside RiverClan cats, keeping the dog confused and frustrated. Their claws landed pretty nasty looking marks along it's muzzle and legs. It tried snapping it's jaws around Acorntail, who squirmed out of the way and retaliated by leaving a deep wound on it's muzzle. The combined attack of every warrior was more than enough to scare the loud, obnoxious dog away.

I asked him, and he could not answer because he had nothing figured out. "You cannot hang around waiting for a mad man to strike. He is in league with Murray. Brookbridge pack members are ruthless. Unlike other packs, the weak mates with the strong to increase the pack's strength. They have powerful wolves, and they are wicked. Lakewood does not stand a chance against them. You also have Murray to deal with. He has a problem with you which means he will team up with his master, Grigory. To ice the cake, your father must have aggravated Grigory. You know how annoying and obnoxious your father can get. Grigory is not forgiving. He will want to erase Lakewood. You cannot sit around without a pl

He asked rhetorically, feeling his rage starting to simmer once more under his skin. He had never understood the ‘why’ of Werewolf Hunters, werewolves never harmed humans and stayed far away from humans as much as they could. Well, until the attacks from the Werewolf Hunters forced them out into human cities and towns to protect themselves. “I don’t know.” Brooke mumbled in a small voice, wrapping her arms around herself like she wanted to protect herself from something. “We need to leave.” Kris immediately said, getting to his feet. “I have to call Niall to… Oh shit, I forgot Sugar inside the car.” He suddenly remembered, rushing out to get the cat.

"Beggars don't get to choose their hunting grounds. Sign it tonight. One bad hit in the next game, one stray elbow, and the offer goes up in smoke." "I need time. What about the Warhawks? Did Ruiz say anything?" "Radio silence. If they wanted to keep their star wolf, they would’ve marked their territory by now. They're letting you walk." "Dammit." "Look, there’s one other scent in the air. But you won't like the taste." "Who?" "The Bobcats. They’re sniffing around, but they can't go public while you're still competing for their trophy." "The Bobcats? I’d have to share a locker room with Derek Coleman?"