End Of Warrior Novels & Stories

She squeezed his arm, admiring how her yellow ribbons were fluttering in the breeze. The war was over. The Alpha was home. ~ THE END. ~

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.

What… what was happening? Before I could ask, another warrior approached carrying a black cloak. Unlike mine… this one bore the silver crescent emblem of Silver Moon Pack stitched across the shoulder. The head warrior gestured, and the warriors immediately released me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground. The head warrior tossed the cloak toward me. "Wear it." I stared at him in confusion. "You have one hour." His voice was cold. "Leave Silver Moon territory before then. If you're found here after that..."

He looked out at everyone—his pack, his family, his people—before his eyes settled back on me. “But there’s one thing,” he said, certainty ringing through every word, “that I can say for sure.” “I finally declare this war… over.” END

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

Always us. THE END

The faded warrior vanished completely in fr ...(truncated)...

All the other packs have been eliminated. By 10pm, the battles are over. Our warrior, Ezra, came in first, and Eli and I decide we will offer him the Lead Warrior position when we return home. Liam’s warrior took second and Rik’s took third place. Liam’s warriors and ours both earned extra points for either taking out their opponent with one hit or fighting through their injuries. At the end of the day, the rankings flash up on the leader board: 1st Place: Shadow Falls Pack 230 points

It was answered immediately by dozens more. The fight with nukes and guns were long gone now. Now, we’d go back to primal instinct. Tristan wanted blood, I’d give him every bit of that. The sound of more howls rolled across the forest, echoing through the trees and vibrating through bone and blood alike. It was the sound of centuries of restraint finally breaking, of old wounds torn fresh and bleeding. The war was coming to an end. and only one side would be the victor. I stood at the edge of Dark Moon territory, the air heavy with tension and an armour strapped tight across my chest. Torches burned low, casting flickering shadows over the warriors assembled behind me.

I got so emotional hearing that. "I should have not told you in first place." "No it’s ok, I am ok, don't get bothered for me" "Hmm" "Love you, get back soon my cupcake" I cooed. "Cupcake!! Love you too, take care" he closed the link after that. 'I better get going, I have task at hand, and being warrior is not easy you see' I get up from my bed and walk towards bathroom. 'Warrior?" Ara asked playfully.