Longtail Warriors Novels & Stories

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.

“Four.” The lives of innocent people are on the line. “Three.” The honor of every warrior on both sides is riding on the defeat of one pack and the victory of the other. “Two.” The outcome from today's events would either clear a path to my revenge or be the driving point to my downfall. “One…” “Wait!” I paused in my words and we all turned out heads to the young warrior who stood 3 feet away from us. Sweat covered his skin and heavy pants fell from his lips. He’s one of the warriors we left behind at the pack.

Our loyalty to one another and our commitment to protecting our territory will guide us through this difficult time. At night, our pack warriors and I, hide behind the thick trees, waiting for any sign of danger. We had positioned a few of our strongest warriors at the boundaries, including Alpha Daryl and his formidable squad. The rest of us, including me and my trusty companion Hunter, were the invisible backup for our warriors.

It could only be done in mumbles and whispers. "And also," the first elder suddenly voiced out, gaining everyone's attention and away from their conversations. He sent me a quick gaze with a little smile plastered on his face which indicated that he wanted to say something else that had to do with me, and returned his gaze to the others present. "Doris here will form a new league which will be called the 100 Warriors. You all are also to note that those who enter the 100 Warriors and survive the training, will have the opportunity to directly enter the chief warrior seat under the highest leader of the Iron Claw Warriors, and can also lead other warriors." He paused and looked at the faces o

I growled firmly as I wiped my eyes. “Oh, I'm staying here, boss, for eighteen-plus years,” he replied, and I grunted. Rolling my eyes I watched my dear mate go unlock the back glass patio door. Styx came in full of smiles. “Great news, my fellow Mercs and the rogues are going to dismantle the Red River Pack's guards from the inside so No War. Well, unless the Alpha and Luna fight for themselves,” he chuckled. “Are you serious?” I laughed and smiled at Gavin.

I sighed, but had no come back for him, so I unscrewed the top and downed the whole thing. “Now that’s a good alpha. Shall I start my guard duty now, or would time suffice? I was hoping to get back into the library and review some of the Codwall alpha dynasty. Heard he had himself a wolf rider lover without a problem. Though he only ruled for a few full months because he was killed.” “By the rider?” I asked, shocked. “No, that was your great-grandfather Rupert. He gave up his heart and willpower to a rider. Codwall apparently ate some poison berries. He did seem quite the idiot.” Max cackled.

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.

They stood in front of the lair, in front of which there were four guards in the form of huge wolves He said that this hideout is not in their flock but next to it, so it is not difficult to sneak in here They did not enter the herd basically, they came from a shortcut " I'll repeat..don't make them ring the alarm..Lee and Louie on the right side, Harry and Liam together, Jeff and Nickel, Michael and Jack and me alone OK?" He distributed them to nod firmly. He turned to the worried Ardena, smiling reassuringly at her, "Retreat and stay with the rest of your flock, and you turn immediately." Indeed, everyone turned, including Zayn , who also threw his clothes on his red-haired companion, even

As we descended into the subterranean colosseum, the noise became overwhelming. Two thousand warriors filled the stone tiers of the cavern. These were the Shadow Warriors—the battle-scarred outcasts of the Dead Woods. They were alphas, betas, and omegas who had been rejected by their birth packs, criminals who had survived the brutal winter wilderness, and veterans of forgotten border wars. They didn't wear uniforms; they wore heavy furs, iron chains, and leather straps over bodies covered in jagged claw scars. They were savage, and radiated a volatile pressure.

What… what was happening? Before I could ask, another warrior approached carrying a black cloak. Unlike mine… this one bore the silver crescent emblem of Silver Moon Pack stitched across the shoulder. The head warrior gestured, and the warriors immediately released me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground. The head warrior tossed the cloak toward me. "Wear it." I stared at him in confusion. "You have one hour." His voice was cold. "Leave Silver Moon territory before then. If you're found here after that..."