Cats Clans Novels & Stories

Selwyn and landed a huge jagged cut down his side knocking him over into the path of the tiger. I knew I had to act fast and I knew I had to use a lot of dragon power to kill all the cats quick so I could heal my mate. He was fighting still but from the loss of blood I could tell he was getting tired fast. His energy was slowing leaving him and I felt that to my core. I wasn’t about to let anyone or anything hurt what was mine and Selwyn was mine. Instead of running to Selwyn I ran into the center of the fighting and focused all my power on the cats in the clearing. Making absolute sure the wolves wouldn’t get hurt I released massive amounts of electricity from my body making the air crackl

My breath came fast and shallow, lips now dry. In the corner, next to a fallen bookcase, stood…an enormous male cat with shiny black fur. Emerald-gold eyes peered into my soul as he lifted his head to hiss at me. I blinked a few times. Yep, I've lost it. Because what I was looking at was a panther, and we didn't have panthers in Colorado. Unless I missed something, okay, remain calm. Remember your farm training. Who the hell was I kidding? This was a wild animal, for Christ's Sake.

they both say simultaneously. “Which pack are you from?” I ask using my alpha power which will make them unable to lie to me. “We are from Black shadows pack my king, we are werecats” their replay makes me sigh with relief. Werecats and black panthers are very good alleys of our pack so I can be at ease for a will. Their leaders are very good friends of mine even though werecats are very cunning in nature I trust my friend enough to know that he will never harm me and my pack.

replied the clan chief with a loud laugh. "Hahahaha! That's for sure, clan chief. If he is even weaker than us, why should we, who are strong, be loyal to him? Hahaha!" One of the elders there laughed along with the tiger clan chief. Another elder who also laughed continued, the tiger clan was a clan that prioritized strength. They would submit if the person who became their master was stronger and could defeat their clan chief. But if that person was weaker than them, don't expect to make them loyal.

The two beasts clashed, each trying to dominate the other, their growls filling the air like thunder. Her mind struggled to process what was happening. The large creature—she couldn’t tell what it was at first—was defending her. Its dark fur shimmered under the moonlight as it used its massive body to shield her from the jaguar’s deadly claws. Catherine’s heart pounded in her chest as she watched, her breath caught in her throat. The battle was fierce, both animals snapping and snarling, their claws slashing through the air with deadly precision.

Blake, on the other hand, crossed his legs and raised an eyebrow. "You know that each pack is made up of a different clan, don't you?" he asked. "Here in The Land of the Wolf or better known to the west as the north, there are so -called 8 legendary clans. The Aurumn, Magnus, Orcas, Melodia, Charmy, Ignite, Merman and Doldrums clan . . . " "Why haven't I found a book about that?" Aikee groaned. Blake immediately scolded him. "Can you ask later?"

He can't shake the feeling that the black panther has a striking resemblance with the one that attacks his cat, Luna, back then at the banquet during his name day celebration. "No, they are completely different. That rude master and cat are from the Lee Clan. There is no way that Andrew will be related to them. This should be a pure coincidence. Right, silly me. All beasts look the same especially when they share the same color. Why am I even thinking too much about it? Tss..." Niccoli shrugged his shoulder as he cast his lingering doubt away. "How could Andrew's pet even be compared to that wild cat. Nero is way much cuter than that ugly cat. Hmph!"

The cat asked, its eyes started to glittered with tears. Ming Yue felt that name was familiar and when she saw its teary eyes, she felt her heart ached. But why? why her heart ached for this black cat? She clearly remembered that she had never met this cat before. No, crossed that. She had never met a talking cat before. "I am Ling Mao from the Witch Clan!" The cat exclaimed. "The Witch Clan?!" All three people spoke in sync. Ghosts and evil spirits, heavenly beasts and now witch. Somehow Ming Yue encountered more and more mysteries of the world, yet.. somehow she had a feeling that this was just the tip of the iceberg...

The fourth clan are made of men and women with an eagle vision, they could site a needle miles away both by day and night, so they were made watchers, it was also said of them that their ancestors were eagles; the fifth clan could transform into any beast of the field and they live in caves, the sixth clan is known as the clan of the deaf, they could run faster than a dear, and are mostly hunters, their ancestors were hunters, the seventh clan was a clan not born of women, they drink nothing other than liquor, the shout of one of them cuts across fifty miles, it was

My wolf’s snarl tore out of my chest. “She’s my mate.” The silence after was deafening. Marissa froze, anger giving way to disbelief. My father’s eyes widened, the first crack in his mask in years. “Mate?” My father sneered like the word was a trick. “You’re soft, Lucian. You think a pretty phrase will hang the High Council back? You think your heart will save the pack from laws and councilmen?” The word hung there, thick and heavy, my pulse crashing in my throat.