Into The Wild Warriors Characters Novels & Stories

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"

I was left confided to training ground and Gym. All my friends had their mate. Earlier, we used to hang out together in school. But now all of them were busy with their lives, mates and responsibilities. Jason (Alpha) and Sandra (Luna) were childhood sweethearts. We knew they would be mates. Sandra was Gamma's daughter. Jason wanted me to be his Gamma, but I preferred being Warrior. George became Beta, and he found his mate Lucy, one of our pack member. Alex was given Gamma's position. His mate Megan was one of the warrior's daughter. Sandra kept suggesting that I should travel to find my mate or choose someone as my mate. But one I could have selected, had found her mate and left.

he shrugged and took the water bottle from Yara. "Thank you," he said to her and drank it whole. "I so much despise this Gora," she announced while riding up the stairs with Zaviar and Yara flanking her. "The Pakistani boys are much better than them." "Just because you couldn't have colorful eyes and blonde hair doesn't mean you should be jealous of the one having." She locomoted her body to look at the face of none other than Abraham Chauhdry. He was standing two steps behind her. His electric green eyes were contracted into narrow slits due to bright sunlight. His blonde hair shimmered in the sunshine. Minahil was too busy glaring at him

The men who went inside were all struggling to get out of the tent and it fell atop them and the tiger. Smiling to herself, Sara removed the fallen tent from their body as they ran away like mad men. The least they expected was a tiger inside a young girl's tent who was camping in a forest. Sara put all her things well and mounted her tiger as they continued their journey towards Autumn town. Sara inhaled sharply when she saw a few warriors in their uniforms staring at her with groggy eyes. One of the warriors looked at his horse and back to the tiger before gulping.

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

Goosebumps appear on my arms as the thought settles in. I'm hyperaware of Ryan's accelerated breath on the back of my neck as he closes his eyes in concentration. These aren't regular men; these are warriors hardened by loss and the struggle to survive, willing to sacrifice their own lives for the cause. Nathan draws a dagger from a belt holster. As one, we mimic his actions, and the small crowd seems to hold their breath. When Nathan gets up and out into the open, Ryan nudges me to repeat his actions. It makes sense for Nathan's most trusted soldier to be on the front line, and yet, I didn't even ponder that I'd be alongside them.

someone yells. Horns blast through the night. Warriors spill out of their tents, grabbing weapons, shifting into action, running. At the forefront, Damian's already transformed into his wolf form, his dark fur blending into the shadows. The rogues crash into our line like a relentless wave. Suddenly, the first injured start arriving before I’m even prepared. A warrior stumbles into the tent, his arm missing below the elbow, blood streaming down his side, soaking the ground. I grab him, pressing my hands to the stump.

Lutz sat forward. “These 'soldiers' you say, can you give a description of them since you've met one?” “They look and act like psychotic, zombic hybrids of wolves and vampires. They're loud, strong, and, I mean, very strong. Super fast too. Hideous.” Lutz gasped. They all looked back at him. “Somebody is creating Unbidden Warriors,” he said. “Unbidden warriors?” Olive questioned. Lutz's face had gone pale. He shook himself as a shiver ran through him.

I pushed the thought aside and walked out of my room. As I open the door to my room, I am met with the sight of my three warriors standing outside, garbed in warrior attire. The first warrior, Markus, is a tall, muscular man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. His hair is shaved close to his scalp, with a small amount of stubble on his chin. He carries himself with a sense of authority, and I know he will be a valuable asset on this mission. The second warrior, Jaxon, is shorter and stockier than Markus, with a thick beard and a scar above his right eyebrow. He has a more rugged appearance, but his eyes hold a fierce determination that I know will be useful in battle.

For once she found herself having fun and enjoying the moment instead of letting her mind wander. She learned that Christopher was forced just like Charise to join the warriors, he admitted that he wanted to be a musician and had practiced day and night to prove to his parents that he could do it, but they had told him to forget about it. After that he trained day and night just like her, only he didn’t like fighting saying it was against his nature he was ‘a lover not a fighter’ as he put it. When Charise joined them again Elaina let herself get swept away by her friend and left Christopher to find himself another partner.