Lps Warrior Cat 소설 & 이야기

LAUREN'S POV “Fine, Lauren, you win!” The teen warrior who was older than me cried, “Seriously, why are you so strong? You are only 7!” “No. You are too weak. A good warrior in my father’s pack should be as strong as I am.” I knew what I said was not exactly true. He was full of potential and expected to be the strongest warrior in the future. It was a serious battle which is normal among wolves. “Another victory isn’t it, my little cupcake? Congratulations!”

Meanwhile, at the center of the group , a harsh battle was about to begin. The representative of the Alpha Calhoun's pack charged undisputed toward the center of the enemy troops. His rank 4 body was unmatched in that environment and he swung his greatsword freely, making a way toward their middle. Aldophus ducked while switching to his primal form, seeing the hooded cultivator getting close but Lane promptly moved in front of him. "I will handle him, don't worry young master." He spoke, fixing his gaze on the incoming warrior. The representative didn't waste time, he swung vertically his big sword toward Lane.

~~~ ~Callum's POV~ I lay in my bed, and heavy pants fell from my lips. The work of training the warriors for battle has made me an exhausted man. The warriors we had available were trained harder than every other warrior we've had in the history of the Moon Crescent pack. —there, we have to pay for losing good men in battle. I continued laying on the bed, about to drift off into a beautiful sleep w, when the door to my bedroom cracked open, and the woman who had made herself known to me, and a sigh left my lips.

He knew they would not heal until the next morning and kept stabbing their backs with his long claws. Just one touch sent each of them falling flat on their faces and in no time, about twenty of them were already on the ground. I had never seen such a skillful warrior in my life. I always thought that the lycans weren't as skilled as the warriors in my pack and Anders wasn't one to brag so I assumed his skills were just mediocre at best but now I knew for a fact, Anders was the best warrior I had ever seen.

Tonight, beneath the silver moon, two mates have claimed their place, and nothing will ever be the same. The next morning, I woke feeling different. With a sense of belonging, I quickly shower to meet Blake at the training grounds. Once I get there all the warriors stop dead in their track, just staring at me. Blake gives me a peck on the forehead as Jason approaches up. “wanna spare Amara?” Jason grins, rolling his shoulders as he steps into the ring opposite me, the other warriors forming a loose circle around us. The air is thick with expectation. I feel Skadii's energy pulse gently through my veins—a subtle strength I never had before. As Jason lunges forward, I match him move for move,

I put up a brave face to handle the situation at my pack as my last contribution from the Lawrence Alpha family; however, a drastically different scenario welcomed me there. The reports that Arlo showed me were nothing, but a glimpse of the real damage. I was aghast to see the pack’s current condition. Broken boundary walls, rapidly wiping army, and tired warriors, that was all I could see in the bloodied war. It didn’t take me long to strip and free my lycan to defend my land. A warrior spotted my white Lycan and howled gleefully, “Alpha is here!” A series of exhilarated growls vibrated my link as I tore off the head of the rogue army’s general in seconds, announcing my return. My arrival r

Me, Liam and Oliver We went to the same kinder garden, and same school and college, we have been together for a long time and our bond is not something others can break just like that. Alpha Liam and his pack are good with fighting, Alpha Oliver and his werecat pack are good with strategies. I look after the ruling and handling the council. And when we are at war both of their packs play a major role, Werecats plan the war strategy and my pack warriors and black panthers fight the war. All our three packs have a perfect harmony existing together as each other’s supporting system and backbones.

As he entered their living room, he saw one of their warriors, who bowed at him in greetings. “Apology to wake you up Beta Lexus, but our Alpha is looking for you,” the warrior immediately informed him. “May I know why?” “It was not mentioned, Beta Lexus, but I noticed a commotion nearby the room of the golden she-wolf.” Lexus suddenly stiffen as he heard what the warrior had just mentioned. “Okay, I will be there immediately,” he said after a while. He just took a quick bath to remove the scent of Daffodil in him and then he went to their packhouse as ordered by their Alpha. When he arrived at the packhouse the environment was peaceful and nothing seemed to be suspicious.

Lardon Vexley POV "My wolf only speaks the absolute truth to this council," I say, keeping my chest high as I stand across from the high-born warriors. "How is it possible my ears never tracked the data that Lardon was legally bound to Warlord Calder?" Zoraya Flint gasps, her eyes wide as she looks at Aziel Crowbane. "Lardon is not the type of warrior to let his inner beast lose control unless an enemy deliberately pushes his pride to the absolute limit," Aziel Crowbane whispers, his eyes narrowing as he shifts his heavy boots closer to my side of the oak table.

I ordered. “Okay!” the small voice screamed again and a gust of wind sped past me and past my warriors. Someone groaned in pain and my claws left their places. “How dare you attack…” But when I looked there was a blonde teenage boy whose claws were buried in a warrior arm. “I’m so sorry, Pedro can be a jerk sometimes.” He took his claws out and the warrior groaned again. “But I’m nice and my name is Liam.” I pushed him away from the warriors, keeping them behind me. This boy was a Lycan! I sensed it. “What do you want, Liam?”