Ff Warriors Novels & Stories

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

the freckled male countered. “Fucking shit talker. Better live up to your damn sass,” the alpha growled before launching a telegraphed right hook. It was a fatal flaw Lexus had. If you knew how to rile him just right, he would fall back on outmatched strength instead of his tactics.

Most of the man was experienced fighters, but some of the women were just ordinary housewife with no experience, but they wanted to join to provide a better future for the kids. The woman had no chance to win, but they didn't give up. Most of the new generation of werewolves had no experience fighting because they were in captivity. Maui and Eros had a Clipboard in their hand to write the name that they wanted on their team. Maui and Eros were both seatings on a tree stool watching the people fight. Maui had in his mind to pick the best of the experienced fighters. Maui was curious about who Eros was going to pick, so he leans over and peak at Eros's clipboard and saw that he was drawing som

To her, Darryl was able to do everything… Every Wolfires became vigilant and tensed when they saw Samara walking toward them. They howled together. Samara got nervous and stopped walking. Her legs wobbled, and she had trouble standing straight. Wolfire was the barbarians' totem. They were formidable beasts. A Wolfire, according to legend, could easily defeat a tiger. They would emit a powerful force when so many of them gathered together. Samara was tense as well. "Wait, don't be reckless!" Darryl quickly said, "This is my friend. She's one of us."

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

Jarek’s voice crackled through Kael’s comms device, sharp with adrenaline: “Movement on the western pass. They’re coming.” Kael’s heart thundered in his chest. “Hold your positions. Wait for my mark.” From the western edge of the ridge, dark shapes emerged through the morning haze. The Crimson Fang’s warband appeared like shadows cast in steel and blood. Their leader, a towering Alpha with jagged scars crisscrossing his face, rode at the front atop a massive wolf, his eyes blazing with cruelty. His pack’s banners—a tattered red fang against black—fluttered menacingly in the wind.

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

“When I was recruited to the Warriors, I had to be sponsored by a permanent member of the club to prospect. It was the same for Weasel, Rebel, and Shadow. Are we going to stick to that or how are we going to recruit new prospects since we currently don’t have any?” “I want to keep things the same, as much as possible. I like the idea of a member bringing in a new prospect, sponsoring and mentoring him. I don’t want the Warriors to be open to just anybody. We have a good dynamic, a family, and being a Warrior isn’t for just anybody.” The guys smiled and nodded their heads. “Thanks, Wrath, I think we need some fresh blood to man the bar and wash the dishes.” Weasel laughed. “Fuck yeah, we do.