Horah Loux Warrior Novels & Stories

“West Fang and Starfire packs.” I smiled at that. “Seems you see some reasoning?” he asked. The audacity of this man! West Fang was a pack that were filled with warriors, and they made the best weapons. Starfire, on the other hand, is a mine pack. The resources gotten from there are used to boost our wealth. “Isn’t that exploitation, Hansel?” I asked. “Add some respect to my name,” he said with gritted teeth. “It isn’t. This is a fair trade.”

The Warrior smirks, Zachariah, growls low as he has not once said that I am his or that I am their Luna and I know that he has done this so that the warrior fights to his best and doesn’t hold back because I am his Luna or at least a Luna as I don’t remember seeing him around our pack. Besides, if he was one of ours, he would know who I am and how well I can fight. Lorelei chuckles in my head as she picks up the tail end of Raphael’s conversation with Alpha Jasper, as he says,

Luna woke up early the next morning feeling restless. Shifting in her bed, she gazes upon the conch left by General Wolf. He must have arrived at the post by now. Getting up, Luna picked-up the shell and placed the opening close to her ears. The sound of the waves can be heard at first followed by the baritone voice of the general. It was all instructions for what she needed to work on. Including the fact that Commander Ortho will supervise her training.

Maya spit these last words, and the crowd roared, some laughing, some howling with rage. Sasha said nothing. She stood there, fists clenched, her eyes darkening. “You will not disrespect our union.” Her voice was a menacing growl, though a poor imitation of an Alpha. “Don’t ever forget your place, Rogue.” The Warriors laughed. Encouraged by their support, Sasha pointed at the pair of them. “Warriors! Do not let a pair of filthy Rogues disrespect your Alpha and his TRUE Luna!” The Warriors, their anger reignited, surged forward once more. They yanked Maya over the railing, and she was lost in the crowd. All I could hear were her screams of terror.

Addie could see Jess among the crowd, twisting her towel in her hand and looking like she was going to cry. The Luna came out of the house holding a whip in her hand. The Luna was a pretty woman, about thirty, with short black hair cut into a trendy pixie cut. She obviously trained with the warriors. She was muscular and looked like she could take on any male warrior and win. Addie knew this was going to be bad. The warrior pulled her up on the makeshift stage and tried to pull Addie’s hands above her head. It was somewhat amusing as she was just as tall as the warrior but his arms were stubby. “Do you need a stool to stand on?” she asked, amused.

"There is a true Luna in the Storm Pack." The warriors let out a fierce cry. But I knew in my heart It wasn't over yet. Not quite yet.

Jake held Sonya around her waist and went farther into the grounds followed by people. Jake stood on a platform and looked at everyone. “Your Luna.” He then motioned to Sonya and everyone cheered. Several people came closer and shook her hand and several women hugged her. “Luna, would you like to watch a spar?” One of the warriors asked. “Warrior Josh, the Luna is actually a really good fighter and if you’re not careful she will jump in and beat you.” Gamma Jim laughed. The warrior’s eyes went wide and he asked “Alpha would you allow me the honor to spar with our Luna?”

“ THE WAR... ” The time has come. On the battlefield stood the hunters and the demons. The night had already surfaced fully because that was the perfect time for wars like this especially when it has to do with this two creatures. Lucas sat on his black horse coated in pure golden armor with some other of his men who were actually his war front men. While the rest of his armies stood at the back. And from the gathering Lora walked silently to the front with her head covered with her coat cap, hiding her identity.

Thamus said excitedly, "Horace, you're finally here! If you were any later, these pieces of trash would have tried to pull something!" Horace smirked as he said coldly, "Don't worry, the pieces of trash from third-grade worlds will never amount to anything in front of us. They'll always be our prey!" Looking at who it was, Robert's expression stiffened. That nonchalant attitude of his had completely evaporated as he said, "It's actually this guy!" Horace was someone who was among the stronger warriors from second-grade worlds. He was ranked in the top three of his holy grade clan! His skills were incredibly powerful. All the warriors present had heard of Horace before.

And as dawn broke across the mountains, the first rays of sunlight struck the field — glinting off the silver wolf standing tall in victory. The first rays of dawn crept over the horizon, bathing Moonspire’s valley in gold. The smell of blood and smoke still lingered, but beneath it came a different scent — peace. Liora stood at the heart of the battlefield, the light of her wolf slowly dimming until she returned to her human form. Her silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, streaked faintly with blood, her skin marked with faint scars that glowed softly like starlight. The warriors from both sides watched her in silence — not as an enemy, not even as an alpha’s daughter, but as something g