Novel & Cerita Jessy Warrior Cats

His current opponent is not just any opponent, moreover, their number is far more than him as well as the strength they have. "Get out of here, Jessy. Get help, let them be my business," Aron ordered. Jessy immediately ran without arguing even though she couldn't bear to leave the man alone to face the ruthless werewolves. When Jessy started running with all her might she realized that one werewolf was chasing her while the other three were fighting Aron.

She expected a guard with a tray of cold food. Instead, she got a girl who looked like she’d crawled straight out of a dark-romance mood board. She was tall, with platinum blonde hair pulled into a ponytail so tight it looked painful. Her outfit was all black leather and "I could kill you with my pinky" energy. This was Jessy. Liam’s childhood bestie, the pack’s top warrior, and—as Sydney had quickly realized—the girl who had been obsessed with Liam since they were pups. Jessy didn't just walk into the room; she invaded it.

Trying to clear up my mind and get a better vision I blink repeatedly before my vision becomes clear. A bit in front of me I see Zoey's and Jessie's wolves in a full battlefield with at least seven wolves. To the left of them, I see more coming from the tree line. Two wolves are holding a young girl down to the ground where they have ripped her clothes off. Jessie is a fierce fighter who won't back down for anything, and in front of me, she fights with all she got. She is in for the kill while Zoey tries to just take them out.

“I’m going to tell you everything. At least what you need to know.” She sat. Mortyss stood behind me, a silent and protective presence. Nox, in his cat form, jumped into Jess’s lap and began to purr. “This… this is the cat that turned into a crystal bear.” Jess stated, looking at Nox. “Yes.” “That killed a snake-man.” “Yes.” “Okay.” She took a deep breath. “Okay. Continue.” I sat beside her and began to speak. I told her about Mortyss — not everything, not that he was a millennial incubus, not that I was a Lilim, not about the blood bond.

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.

Scawy Moniestars That was the first thing in little Jessy’s mind as she flipped her pretty poppers open. She had just had a scary dream where a big bad ugly bunny had been chasing her and she had even fallen at one point and hurt her arm. The bunny was nothing like the beautiful, soft bunny that had belonged to one of the Beta’s children back at her previous home. Ever since the day she had felt that bunny, Jessy had wanted a bunny for herself.

She was taking down the warriors smoothly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two more warriors move forward. Jessica had not identified them yet. We had indicated there would only be ten on her, but I am assuming the other two made this decision on their own. I decided to let this play out the way it would. The reality is Jessica would not know what to expect. And with that they started to attack her. At first, she had a good handle on everything happening around her, but she tripped and fell to the ground. The warriors immediately shifted into their wolves and started snapping at her.

“I have fought in the first war, Alpha…I have experience.” “This is different…” “I still have more experience than all three of you combined,” Asher was about to argue, but Logan placed a hand on his shoulder and shook his head. “How many allies do we have?” Joseph demanded. “WillowCreek, BlueHounds, BlueMoon…” Noah said. “BlackWater…” Catalina responded, her eyes red with fury and tears as she finally turned to face us. She looked so enraged, all that pain she must have felt now transformed into anger.

I rip off my shirt, stripped down to my sports bra, and continue to try to purge my carnal needs. The scent of arousal has the male werecats circling. I open my eyes to find six of the male warriors smiling goofily at me. Dark, sensuous male bodies in different stages of undress all look as if they could devour me. “Hello gentlemen,” my voice warbles. I need to save my dignity if I can. “Thank you for coming to guard me, as your Princess I am honored to be so well taken care of. I have enjoyed my workout with you today. I am quite pleased with your progress.”