Cats Clans Novels & Stories

And Blake is more extensive than me, so chances are whatever is out there might turn satisfied after eating him. "Werecats are wilder and much more savage than us werewolves. They can't be spoken or reasoned with, all they crave is blood, and they never hunt alone." "C-Cats who don't hunt alone?" My day is only getting worse. Blake nods. "They are like lions." I gulp and tap Blake meaningly on the back, causing him to spin around with his eyebrows heightened. I'm feeling like a kid looking up at their parent and expecting them to act as my shield.

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!"

“This is her home. And she is not going anywhere until this is resolved!” Kyron didn’t flinch. He stepped closer, chest to chest, eyes gleaming with challenge. “There is nothing to resolve,” he hissed. “The Moon Goddess has chosen. You saw it. We all saw it. Kamari is mine…” There was a pause as his gaze flicked to the other two. “Ours.” Then his voice dropped even lower, a feral growl vibrating beneath the words: “I will not leave this pack without my MATE!”

By the time I wandered downstairs, the smell of dinner was heavy in the air, and so was the sound of my parents' voices from the kitchen. “The Alpha is pushing for the eastern borders to be secured before the winter freeze,” Dad was saying, sipping from his coffee cup, “The beta families are getting restless about the hunting quotas.” “Well, he needs to finalize the alliance with the Northern pack first,” Mom replied, chopping vegetables, “If the line doesn't hold, the politics of the council won't matter anyway.” I slid onto a chair at the dining table, making a decent amount of noise, but they didn't even look my way, they just kept tossing pack politics back and forth.