Marauders Names Novels & Stories

Some groups were chosen to fight in the open field, while others were assigned to take over the strategic points in the pack's territory, securing all kinds of transportation and surrounding them. The place where our group, led by Draven, was headed was the Scarlet Valley Pack's territory, the strongest of all five packs. Our group was supposed to provide a frontal attack, supported by six other groups, and then we were supposed to head to the main mansion to face Alpha Marcus and his private warriors' squad. Alpha Marcus was known to be ruthless. He was almost as much of a horrifying psychopath as my father was. Draven knew that to defeat this pack, he had to kill Marcus himself. The others

Before anyone did a thing, the woman behind Alpha Milo got up from the wall. Walking towards us, she said, “alright, we have a big ass job to work with. My name is Mara, I’m Marcela’s mother, and Mira is Miracle's mom, I’m going to go on a limb and say you,” she points at my antes body on the bed, “are Miracle?” She nods, a bit frightened.

"The pack is called the Frostmarch," Corvus said. "And they've killed more Moon-Wolves than every other pack combined." The war room was packed. Maren and Sera stood at the head of the table. Maelis sat with her ancient hands folded. Elara was beside her, and Halden Crowe stood at her shoulder. Orin guarded the door. Rook leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Even Wren was there, her belly round and her gold eyes fierce.

Morgott smiled and said, “I can now go all out. It’s time to show my strength.” “What do you mean you can go all out?” James got up and patted him on the shoulder. “The was has been ceased. Your task has been completed.” Then, while Morgott was confused, James turned to look at Marius and Hankin. “You two, please guard this area. We have to meet our allies.” After that, he flew over to Marius with the secondary Marauder token. “You and Xalvador will control the Marauder Army of One Hundred Thousand Warriors, including the Alcide beings and living beings here. When in doubt, you three can make the decision.”

Mj pushed Mara at arms length but didn't let go of her “what's wrong Mara?” Mara opened her bottle and took a long drink before handing it to Mj who did the same. The two girls slid to the floor at the same time leaning against the bed. “Tanner is my mate” Mara almost whispered, Mj took the bottle and gulped down more of the spicy brown liquid, “Why don't you sound happy?” Mj asked as she passed the bottle back to Mara “He’s the brother of an Alpha Moll,” Mara explained “he lives in a pack and he’s a damn hunter so it's not like I could convince him to leave with me-” Mara clapped a hand over her mouth as she passed the bottle back to Mj who laughed low in her throat before she took anothe

"I am so tired of you all treating me like a doll! I won't break if I get a few scratches!" At my shout, three men's mouths hit the ground. "My god, Mara. You almost bleed out before we could get you to the Sorcerer to heal you. And you still want to go after him? That's suicide and you know it! Sólas is a Draygon, Mara, one of the most powerful ones! Do you really want him to succeed in whatever he was trying to do to you!?" Erik spewed angrily. I know what he did to you, Mara. Tohr said to me, his molten golden eyes boring into me.

Just the name caused my face to get darker. A few months ago he had come to claim the silver and gold from our territory as part of the alliance agreement between our packs. I remembered how powerful he looked. How arrogant. How untouchable. My jaw tightened. Ever since that alliance.....All things were wrong. Or perhaps something else. Or maybe it wasn't. My wolf growled violently. The sound reverberated through my chest. Maybe Xander Marco had brought this disaster to my pack. Maybe he was connected to the missing children. Maybe he was connected to the rogues. Perhaps he was connected to all of this.

A few wolves laughed quietly. Heat crawled up my neck. Vivian’s expression remained perfectly kind. That made it worse. Victor lifted his hand. “Mara.” A girl stepped forward from the training group. I remembered her vaguely. Mara Hale. Warrior family. Older than me by a year. Strong even as a child, with quick hands and a quicker temper. She looked almost delighted. “Yes, Beta.” “Simple groundwork,” Victor said. “Nothing excessive.” Mara’s smile widened. Nothing excessive from Victor usually meant painful but deniable.

And I knew, with every fiber of my being, that the storm was only beginning. The battle for my bloodline, my pack, and my life had entered a dangerous new phase. Shadows within, shadows without, and a threat that could strike at any moment… I clenched my fists, wolf roaring, heart racing. “Bring it on,” I whispered to the darkness. “I am Mara. And I will not be broken.” And somewhere, deep in the corners of the pack house, the first moves of the council’s treachery were already unfolding. The war was far from over.

Stevan standing up to introduce himself and his member. “My name is Stevan Maverick, PRD-class Herrscher. Then our SLT-class, Alto Corlena. GRD-class, Lucas McJaeger. RTH-class, Mateo Harper. GLT-class, Sylvia Ortis. LST-class, Milly Einsburn. And ENV-class, Helena Raymond.” Said Stevan. One by one Squad 97 member is standing up after their name spoked. “It’s been an honor to share same table with our seniors, then let us to introduce our squad member.” Said Alexa.