I'll Be The Warrior's Mother Novels & Stories

“No way. First of all, she’s with the boys protecting them. And second, she doesn’t fly.” “Looks like she does, Luna,” one of the warriors said, looking up and then running into the next fight. Troi blew out more fire, igniting several vampires that were in the process of rushing my mother. I watched her in awe as she did it again, carefully avoiding our warriors and decimating the enemy.

Soon they were before me with a child that looked fearless. “Leave me alone, Mama will come!” I laughed at his audacity. Little did he know that his mother would never be able to find him. I will mold him to become a warrior for me. I will love to see him grow and stab his mother in the back. That will be satisfying to watch. “You will make a good warrior, I am not the enemy little one. I am a friend, don't worry your mother will come for you.” “What is password?” He asked me with inquisitive eyes. I can tell that he is still learning how to speak.

"I didn't know what to do after you left me, but I ran straight into the arms of an Angel sent from above. I was upset with you when I found out you kept it a secret that I was not your biological daughter, but I forgive you now, mother. I know you did all that to protect me. You and dad were the best parents anyone could ever ask for, and I am sure you are now in a good place with my dad and my biological parents. I promise I will make you proud in all that I do. I am getting stronger and beginning to love the life with my fellow werewolves. And Mathew, that's the man that rescued me the night I left home, has promised to help me kick out my crazy mate from the trailer park. He is so good t

She simply stood beside me, her gaze sweeping over the thriving garden, a subtle look of surprise flitting across her face as she took in the palpable atmosphere of peace. "You are worried," she said, her voice a low, quiet murmur that held no hint of judgment. "You are worried that the world will see you not as a warrior, but as a mother, and that they will see that as a weakness." "Is it a weakness, Mother?" I asked, the words a quiet, raw confession. "The world has always seen power as strength. I have fought and bled and won a war. But... I'm a mother now. I'm a nurturer. My power is for a different kind of war. A war for peace."

She wouldn’t want that for her child, but she’d also wanted her child to live and be a beacon of change if necessary. Where had the warrior in her gone? Where was her bloodthirst? The almighty warrior brought to her knees by a mere child — their child. Did motherhood change a shewolf?

“Mother, I am not going to die neither will I let him have her. I have worked hard for the past three years. So I can gather enough money for her greedy father. He thinks to return the money back to me. If he is a real man, he should show up here and I will kill him. “ Alexander said, his voice thick with anger. “I will die fighting for her, but I will never stay alive knowing she is in the arms of another. She is my life and I am nothing without her. I promised her I would not leave her, “ Alexander said before he left his mother standing there. Anna watched as her son left. He was going to train again and he was angry. She pitied the other warriors. She smiled, her little son had grown up

He was huge, with a scar that ran from his ear to his chin. “Out,” I said. I stepped in front of my mother. I felt small, but I didn’t move. “We’re leaving.” “Caius said nobody leaves,” the warrior on the left said. He looked bored. “Orders are orders.” “She isn’t pack leadership,” I said, my voice cracking. I pointed at my mother. “She isn’t a warrior. She’s never hurt anyone. Look at her. There’s no reason to keep her here. Let her go.”

20 - Elara “We’ll run another in two hours, get some sleep.” I call out to the five warriors in front of me. They groan, and I understand their frustrations, but I don’t care. My mother is now in a coma. The healers had to put her under because she was out of her mind every time she opened her eyes. Screaming and thrashing, pulling at her hair, wild eyes not seeing anything around her, but whatever her brain was showing her turned my sweet docile mother into a raving, violent lunatic. My father is a mess, I have taken on all of his responsibilities now. He can’t leave her side, he’s too distracted and will get himself or someone else hurt. I turn to walk away, hopefully I will get a little r

I told you, my mom is a badass. I let out a sigh of relief, but it was premature when easily a dozen others I didn't notice come out of nowhere. I suck in a sob, Mom may be a badass, but there's no way she can take on that many alone. They swarm her, and she lets out a vicious snarl that I could even hear all the way up here. There's a ray of hope when I see a group of warriors rushing towards her. My father was the head warrior; there was no way he would leave his mate and his daughter out here to fight on their own. Proving me right, my dad's gray wolf is leading them and heading straight to my mother. The warriors reach the vampires and jump right at them, but it's not enough. There were

she said carefully, "I swear I will." I nodded, my heart thudding painfully. "Can you tell me about my mom?" Her expression shifted immediately. She blinked, as if I had slapped her. "Princess..." she said slowly, "you've never once asked about her. Why today?" "I don’t know," I said truthfully, shrugging helplessly. "I just... I need to know." Elizabeth pressed her hands together tightly before speaking. "Your mom was a warrior," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "Just like your father, who served as Beta of our pack.