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I knew not to think of anything else. I brought the warriors and we charged at the people from different directions. I had told my warriors to attack from all directions, and we did. There is no way out for the warriors of alpha Stephen because there is no way out of them. My warriors were elites, and they have been trained by me using the hashest method on them. They were all experienced but they didn't hold back because they knew that the life of my mate would be in danger. I kept attacking blindly, killing the warriors of Alpha Stephen. Soon enough all his warriors fell and they couldn't stand up and that was because my warriors had killed them all.

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

(Cara's POV) In my dream, I kneeled before a white-haired man, surrounded by a few people that I was sure I had never seen before, but strangely, they felt familiar. "Catalyn of the Red Blood Pack, you have proven yourself once more, and finally, we believe you have all the qualities to become one of our warriors, the first ever female to become a warrior," he said, his voice filled with pride. I rose to my feet, a wide smile on my face. The people applauded; they all had the same look of pride in their eyes.

He made me shift back and I let out a grumble. "Alpha the warriors are ready to start attacking." My beta said walking up to me naked. I had asked Andrew and other my pack warriors to prepare for a war with the forest green pack and the red blood pack. I wanted to take control over their pack to be closer to my mate. "Good but first get a short ,no body wants to see your dick." He let out a laugh and collected some short a warrior handed to him. "Now let the war begin.” I roared out ready to pounce on some wolves. See you soon mate!!!!

She stood in the doorway and watched them. Her three men. Seth and Justin sat across from each other in their superhero pajamas, Justin in Iron Man, Seth in Superman. They had their noses buried in worksheets, Justin struggling with a simple crossword that forced him to define his spelling words for the week, and Seth with his math.

said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.

I say, voice dripping with false sympathy as blood starts to drip down the wounds on Warrior Garett’s face and into his eyes. Warrior Garett grits his teeth, clearly weighing his options for a moment. I raise an eyebrow and rock back on my heels impatiently. Finally, Warrior Garett seems to realize the only way out of this fight is through. With a fearsome growl, he launches himself towards me, claws extended. I step aside easily, whirling around and raking my claws into his sides. He lets out a sharp scream of pain as blood flies through the air and tufts of matted brown gray fur stick to my claws.

But strangely… I was not overly shocked anymore. After everything I had experienced since arriving at the Wolf Conference, my mind had gradually become exposed to bizarre and impossible things. My understanding of this world had expanded far beyond anything I once believed possible. “What do you think those figures are?” the pretty girl beside the scholar-looking man asked curiously. The scholar adjusted himself proudly before replying. “I’ve been observing carefully,” he began confidently. “I believe those are Mirror Self Warriors created through an ancient reflective technique capable of manifesting one's combat self.”

“I was never allowed near the Warriors wing. Never permitted to train, not even when I turned twelve and my Wolf began to stir. They said I had my mother's eyes but none of her strength. They told me my family's strength had skipped me.” I laughed bitterly. “They were wrong.” Conan didn't say anything. He just kept listening to me. “I watched the Warriors train behind the pillars.” I whispered. “ I mimicked their stances in the dark. I stole old daggers and practiced behind the laundry house.” I met his eyes again. “You asked how I learnt how to fight? Well, I couldn't learn properly because I was trying to learn how to survive. If I wanted food, I fought for it. If I wanted peace, I earned

Hector told me that morning in training. Hector and I were gathered around by the warriors, urging us to have a second match. Hector initially refused, but after everyone chanted "Scaredy cat," he accepted. We started circling each other, and I could feel the energy radiating from Hector. He lunged at me, and I blocked him. Then I went on the offensive, and I forced him back. As we continued to fight, I could tell Hector was getting more serious. The intensity in his eyes grew, and his strikes became more precise. I could tell he was focused on more than proving himself; Hector was determined to show the other warriors that he was not a scary cat but a formidable wolf. It was clear that I ha