Leafpool Warriors Novels & Stories

I promise, Marcus and I will protect you and help you take back what is rightfully yours. "Hera, it's not that simple. They're too powerful for us to fight, and I've already told Althaia that I'm not going back there." Hera gripped Callie's hands firmly. She looked at her with desperation. "But what about our tribesmen? They have been living in fear for a long time because of Althaia and Henry's abusive regime, and many of them have become blinded by it, choosing to follow Althaia's laws that were contrary to what Queen Mother had taught us. Calista, this is not what Queen Mother wants."

It was the first sense of seriousness he'd displayed all evening. We all waited quietly until the Queen finally decided to speak up. "The—the Western Isles have sided with...them." "With them," Natalie asked as Chris read the letter over Lissa's shoulder, "Surely you don't mean—" "That's exactly what she means," Chris blurted. "According to Tatiana, Dhampir in the Western Isles are now being enlisted to join their regiment at 12 years of age and those who cannot fight are being given positions within the kingdom without pay. Just like those íonachta fucks said."

It whimpered and hid. “How?… who?…. What?…. I kept stammering lost in confusion and deep nostalgic fear. That coin belongs to the Silver Willow Pack, the most traditional blood tasty pack in the northern hemisphere. They didn’t visit bars. They didn’t hire prostitutes. “I'm no longer here for a thrill,” he said, his voice no longer lustful, but cold and professional. He set me down on my feet though he kept one hand firmly on my throat, not squeezing, but reminding me who was in control.

I stepped towards Jordon, “what happened up there?” Jordon stood straight, he’s eyes met mine, “Warrior Rochelle did push her towards the mountain the recruit wasn’t in any danger of falling, she was deliberately standing in our entire squad’s way of passing. She was taunting Warrior Rochelle, and once Warrior Rochelle had passed, she kicked Rochelle square in the back sending her off the side of the mountain.” Achilles was clawing to get out as he howled, “kill that she-wolf for harming what’s ours.”

The last Beta family to inhabit that wing of the pack house was mine. After my dad died, Alpha Kordell did away with the tradition of ranked members living under one roof and Alpha Kordell built out the warrior courtyard. The courtyard had a bunk house that housed 100 single warriors, 250 warrior cottages for mated warriors with smaller families, 5 cabins for warrior families comprised of 4–6 members, a private indoor gym, with an Olympic-sized pool, three hot tubs, six ice bath tanks, and every piece of workout equipment you could imagine. The warrior courtyard also had picnic tables, BBQ pits, and areas for pups to run off some steam. The warrior courtyard was like its own little mini city

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

have a sparing ring basketball courts indoor swimming and gym with boxing rings treadmills, weightlifting equipment. They will each will have a total of 20 building that will house the unmated Patrol warriors and elite warriors that are assigned those areas, they will have a small infirmary for minor injuries, they will have a Laundry facility that they can bring their laundry down to 3 times a week to be washed and folded and ready for pick up at the end of the work day they day they drop it off they will have a Dining Hall where they will have 3 meal a day served so they don’t have to rush to the village to eat if they are on duty the dining hall will be open 24 hours. Then their will

Louis’s POV….. The pool was supposed to be empty. That was the entire point. I’d waited until the sun climbed high enough that most warriors would be on patrol or buried in reconstruction work. The camp had settled into a rhythm lately—hammering, hauling, arguing, healing. Noise everywhere. Movement everywhere. I needed quiet. I needed water.