Heart Of The Sun Warrior Novels & Stories

EVANDER POV Rolling down the windows of my gray Nissan Titan, I smell the fresh air of the pack that I’ll be the Alpha of. It feels good to be back on Moon Valley pack soil. I switched seats with Alonso a few miles back so that he could be the one to greet the warriors at the gate so no one would see me in the back. My scent is all over the car but hopefully, all our scents mix so it won’t be as strong. We don’t want anyone suspecting that I am back.

But now, I can't run away because there is a soul waiting for me to get through the worst nightmares so that she can take me in her embrace and show me the beautiful sunrise. And now, i’ve to stay, fight and win at least for the soul who has been trying to get me away from the mess i fall into. She is here, with me, and I can't run away. Not this time. But at the same time, I don't have the courage to face anything anymore. I can’t live like this, like a coward running away from mere memories of monsters who made my living hard. I can’t live like this, I can’t.

All the other packs will join hands and find him. I was ready to give myself fully to my amazing mate and my pack. Embrace my present and future, and let the past be just wonderful memories. Viktor will always be my love, but I was in love with Richard he is my life my mate, my everything I want to carry his pups, and have a beautiful family surrounded by amazing friends. We may not be married as per human customs but in our world, I am Jia Richard Stanford, Luna of the Southern moon pack, and will always be a Warrior's mate.

Disgusted with everything I ran out into the darkness. “Why can't I ever learn,” I groaned miserably and inhaled deeply to calm my breaking heart. Standing at the edge of the dark woods I wiped my tears away. “I must stop shedding my tears,” I mumbled. “Why should you not weep if you had feelings for him,” Bria whimpered in my mind. “Stop it, wolf; I am a warrior, and all this is verification for me to focus on just that,” I growled emotionally. “What are you going to do now, what about the pups of his you carry,” she asked me curiously.

Sebastian’s. My heart leapt like fire. I knew then—I must speak. “I want the heart of Sebastian Knight.” Silence shattered. The sun turned red. “Look!” “The sun—it bleeds!” Our eyes never broke. “I want your heart,” I said, louder now. “And I will do anything to have it.” He smiled. That smile burned hotter than battle. Others whispered of tales— Of the Red Sun. Of a warrior-queen. An omega born under flame. “That cannot be her. She’s only a beta!”

Born in darkness" won the temple Area and exulted bloody victory. But in an instant their mood changed dramatically when one of the warriors noticed what was happening on the horizon: "Turn around!" one of the warriors said to his tribe, " Born in darkness, "and all in the tribe," Born in darkness, " including trust, saw the Sun flash, and a wave of fire was coming toward them. Each of them watched in horror the last moments of their lives. At that moment at home Sodium and Averta watched the dying Sun on the horizon for the last time and said their last words to each other: "Take your last breath!" with tears in the face quietly asked Averta and looked at his eyes.

Every time a Sun warrior lunged, my husband or my son would meet them with a kinetic strike that used the weight of their crystallized skeletons to shatter the thermal momentum. I watched the dance of silver and gold light from my triage unit, my heart swelling with a fierce and maternal pride. They were not just fighting for passage; they were showing the Sun Pack that the Silver Moon had not grown soft in its peace. After twenty minutes of bruising and heavy exertion, the Sun warriors backed away, bowing their heads to the Alpha and his heir. "The stone is heavy," one of the warriors admitted, wiping a bead of liquid amber from a cut on his brow. "You have earned the right to see the Capit

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

The ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble faintly. A powerful aura suddenly exploded from his body. The warriors immediately stiffened. Even Marcus’s confident expression cracked slightly. “…that decision no longer belongs to your pack.” Marcus stared at him. “What are you talking about?” For a brief moment, the stranger said nothing. Then he slowly lifted his head. The moonlight illuminated his silver hair and glowing golden eyes. When he spoke again, his voice carried a terrifying authority. “I am Sunny, ruler of the northern territories.” The forest fell completely silent.

If she dies, she deserves to die fighting like a proper warrior. I glance up at the sky and the sun that’s heading towards the west. The eclipse is approaching, it already looks as if a giant has taken a big bite out of the ball of fire, and the orb is almost too bright to look at. I can feel it burning my retinas, but I keep staring at it. I should probably look away before I go blind, but some masochistic part of me wants to keep staring at the deadly sun so I don’t have to witness my mate’s death. This has to work.