Dustpelt Warriors Novels & Stories

Not right now. “ Stop! ” I shout, but my voice barely registers over the low growls vibrating through the air. Before I can step forward, Dustin’s hand grips my arm. His electric hold is firm on me. “ Stay back, Elita. ” He whispers, his voice steady but layered with warning. I open my mouth to protest, but the sound of a wolf lunging cuts me short. One of the warriors skips past the distance with an impressive speed and lunges for me as if recognizing that I am somehow a soft point for the Kings.

A crooked smile was etched on her thin lips. "This dagger would have been more than enough to finish off Amber, but I didn't do it because I thought it wouldn't be fun to let her die immediately without pain." "How dare you!" Everett began to feel high emotions. Simultaneously, there were sounds of bone cracking in succession. The warriors had done their shifts preparing for battle. A large wolf with fur as dark as night was seen standing proudly. On the other hand, David's troops had a cruel grin plastered on his face. His blood-red eyes stared at the Alphas full of ambition to finish them off. They started to growl and soon howled, followed by other warriors who shouted at each other.

I could feel it flowing into me as a cool soothing feeling battled with the anger and burning rage. It was as if two halves of me were battling to take hold of me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. When we spotted the warriors fighting with what I recognised as Trent’s wolf and two others I connected to my warriors. They stood down straight away, even as I can hear Dylan shouting through the link to all available warriors to look for me, they stood down at my word.

This is what I was born to do, and this is what I’ll do ‘til my final breath. “When you start with the philosophy shit, I start with the Zs,” Hendrix mocks. “Shut up and focus on the battle. Focus on being a werewolf. Being an Alpha.” Right now, warriors are going to their positions, strategically placed throughout the borders. With their updates through the mind link, I can almost see them, ears pricked, eyes scanning, and nostrils flaring. Ready. Fierce. In the watchtowers, specialized warriors have their wolfsbane dart guns at hand, hoping to knock our enemies out so we can interrogate them later. I shudder internally at the thought of one of those darts piercing my skin, but they’re a ne

The earth beneath her feet seemed to pulse with energy, each footfall aligning with the rhythm of the wild. Through a parting of the foliage, a clearing revealed itself, a sanctuary of chaos and fury. Her breath hitched as her eyes drank in the sight before her—an awe-inspiring clash of warriors, their forms a blur of movement and determination. The warriors of the Dark Moon Pack, renowned for their fierce loyalty and unwavering strength, were locked in an epic confrontation with their formidable adversaries.

I yell at frustration. My voice seemed to drown there. I was thankful that somehow this room is private, and there's no big commotion but seeing them both fighting were like a huge too. "Stupid!" I shivered when I heard what Alforo muttered. I step closer when Klaud released a strong punched to Alforo. Unlike before, it has a stronger impact. "Stop it, Klaud!" "Fuck you! Alforo!" I saw Alforo's mouth tighten there. The two security were now on the two. My tears flowed down there. I look away when I saw the blood near Alforo lips.

"Have you thought about accepting my invitation? After you graduate, it would be a great opportunity for you to train in the WW Force." When Callie heard what Clyde's Uncle said, she was taken aback and remained attentive to the two's conversation. "Uncle, I'd rather finish what I'd started. I wanted to be a police officer," Clyde replied. "Being a WW Force soldier isn't too different from being a police officer," Clyde's Uncle Lando replied. "Isn't Spencer your friend? Don't you want to avenge his death against the werewolves who killed him?" Clyde gave Lando a weak smile and said confidently, "Uncle, I think that I can still get the justice that Spencer deserves in this field."

The memories of that day, the last moment of happiness I had felt as my brother had given me a hug and taken the stage, his handsome face glowing with happiness. “MysticWarriors, my pack, was a very small one and ancient,” I answered. “We didn’t believe in fighting for power, we believed in peace and kept to ourselves. It has been like that for years. We were all powerful warriors by blood but having power and strength doesn’t mean needing to exercise it. That day we were taken by surprise and were heavily outnumbered. But we fought, to the end, till each one of us fell apart but…” “But…”

**Shyfter** ‘As always, our little brother, forever the self chosen ambassador for peace! That's fine, let's see how YOU will handle this, Ambassador. The rest of us will observe these new strangers. Kugri, would you please go inform the Others about our guests? We shouldn't be hasty to turn to the side of violence to solve our problems, when words are far less deadly.’ A huge rust colored wolf, with glowing orange eyes suggested. **Anaki** ‘Shyfter, you will remain behind with Moon. I have a feeling you two will make an interesting team on this one. If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood?’

Meanwhile, at the center of the group , a harsh battle was about to begin. The representative of the Alpha Calhoun's pack charged undisputed toward the center of the enemy troops. His rank 4 body was unmatched in that environment and he swung his greatsword freely, making a way toward their middle. Aldophus ducked while switching to his primal form, seeing the hooded cultivator getting close but Lane promptly moved in front of him. "I will handle him, don't worry young master." He spoke, fixing his gaze on the incoming warrior. The representative didn't waste time, he swung vertically his big sword toward Lane.