Feathertail Warriors Novels & Stories

Vee dropped one of her swords. Killian couldn’t wait any longer. He let go of the rope and launched himself towards the ground. As he fell, he shifted, the power rippled up his spine. He landed hard on all four and took off at a sprint just as Vee fell to her knees. The Werecat landed a hard blow to Vee’s head and she collapsed. The cat had its jaws just inches from Vee’s throat when Killian tackled the beast and they went rolling sideways. They were maw to maw as the warriors started raining down above them. The Shifters started to fall back as the warriors began cutting them down in huge swatches.

A warrior thought it was a good idea to catch the whip the twins were using to kill his warrior brothers. The twins looked at the warrior then Rayne stepped away from Misty. Rayne pulled her whip and swung it around the warriors neck. Misty ran towards the warrior, slid to the ground between the warriors legs, hopped up, then jerked her whip towards her. All you heard was the scream of the warrior as his hands were severed, then Rayne showed him mercy by jerking her whip taking the warrior’s head off. .

He growls. “I am Asher Feathers, and this cannot and never happen under my watch! We are going to fight back because we are not weak. I know situations of war, some lives are lost, but I am not going to allow that to happen in mine. No one is going to lose his or her life and that’s the reason we need to plan and be on our toes” he thunders

~Tilly POV~ “Matilda May. Third born of the top warriors in the pack, Greta and Harold, is cordially requested to train at the Warriors Elite at the bidding of Alpha Jeremiah of the Cursed Moon Pack.” My younger brother, Beckham, reads aloud in awe. He pauses for dramatic effect and I groan, covering my head with the blanket on my bed.

Now, it was already three in the morning and the fight still hasn’t ended. From the hundreds of warriors they brought here, approximately half of them were still alive and fighting. It was more than the enemy who only had thirty plus warriors alive and are heavily injured. Just a little more time and this battle will then come to an end. With their number difference, they'll surely win this fight and bring great news to their pack. “Roooaaarrr!” Terrie roared loudly as he completely transformed himself into a wolf, sending the surrounding debris at the same time. He had jet black fur, two sharp protruding silver fang, long cold claws, and golden eyes that radiates killing intent.

As if they have a tacit understanding, they morph into their wolf forms and take off towards the east. Leaving us no time to recover, the other warriors follow suit. Amongst these are; Michael, Uncle Luke, Gunther, Alpha Lorenzo, Dr Boyce, Alpha Jackson Darius's mate and their pups, as well as Hermes or rather Teddy the white bear. Before we could react, all we can see is just the dust. "Retaliation huh? It does work at times. At least this time, they will be unexpected guests." "What are you talking about grandpa?"

I called out, “before our banquet officially begins, I’d like to present something special. A glimpse of the future under my chairmanship.” I nodded to a guard by the main doors, who blew three short blasts on a silver horn. The massive oak doors swung open, revealing rows of uniformed wolves standing at attention. “Behold,” I announced proudly, “the elite Sapphire Sky warrior formation. The finest fighters in ten territories, trained personally under my supervision.” At my signal, the warriors marched forward in perfect formation, their armor gleaming under the lights. Each carried ceremonial weapons—silver spears and moonstone daggers—that sparkled dangerously.

TAWNY 4 MONTHS EARLIER For weeks we trained the Cambiador warriors. Taking a page out of MacTire’s book and splitting the warriors into five groups. Alpha, Beta, and Delta platoons. The other two platoons were named Gamma divisions. They were the warriors that would stay behind and protect the Kingdom’s capital. Then there were the new recruits, the younger werecats - the Zeta team. It was their job to act as enforcers in emergencies until they came of age or moved up to the gamma divisions.

Haunted. “I believe he’s still out there. Watching.” Don leaned forward, voice lowering. Before Jo could speak, one the warriors opened the door to the carriage, bowing. “We’ve arrived, Alpha.” Jo stepped down. The Wind Warrior Pack territory looked like something out of an old legend—stone towers spiraled into the sky, a beautiful crest on top of the highest towers. A woman approached, wrapped in deep blue robes and bearing the crest of the Wind Library—a swirling spiral with a single feather in the center.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength