Mosskit Warriors Novels & Stories

*** Alpha Marcus POV I march down the hall of our pack house, while I yell through my mind link to the entire pack. “IT IS TIME! RED MOON IS THE ONE CAUSING ALL OF THIS! THEY MUST BE TAKEN DOWN! KILL THEM ALL!!! DON’T LEAVE ANYONE ALIVE!” The warriors instantly shift and run into the forest, heading straight for Red Moon pack. With each step, I fume even more. Red Moon pack is one pack that I thought I had gotten an alliance with, but they ended up backing out at the last minute. I still don’t understand why they did, but I’m going to teach them a lesson.

The head warrior declared. The Crystal Moon Pack erupts into cheers and applause as Beta Logan emerges as the winner. “Warriors, Step forward! It's time to showcase your skills in combat,” I declared and they all stepped out. They were paired in twos. Ocean Moon Pack and our Pack were paired together and I felt Ryan, The head warrior would do a good job. The warriors from each pack squared off their muscles and we watched as they started sparring. “Bring it on!” “You're no match for me”

Their howls rip through the air as they choose their doom. We don’t wait. Maddox lunges first, a blur of muscle and fury, tearing through the line and aiming straight for Markus. Markus reacts fast, too fast, shoving two warriors forward, using them as living shields, their snarls cut short as we rip through them without slowing. Blood sprays. Screams choke into wet silence. Coward. The fucker shoves past his own warriors, abandoning them without hesitation. He runs, boots slipping in the dirt as panic finally strips him bare. The treeline is close.

TO: LiamTaylor@Ravenwood.com FROM: CodyRavens@Ravenwood.com SUBJECT: Hemsworth pack _________________________________________________________________________ The past week we’ve had a problem with the neighbouring pack of Hemsworth. The other warriors are standing to attention but it is at utmost important that the new recruits will be ready if a war should break out. Although there has been stirrings I am communicating with their Alpha.

Now they are dead, the warriors, angry for the loss of their comrades, took their anger out on the rogues. I’m not sure what to believe. But if they spoke the truth I hope the Moon Goddess grants them peace in the afterlife because they didn’t have any in this life. Instead of following classes Maverick is pouring over maps looking for different routes and places for rogues to hide. Thinking of possible ways to find and attack the rogues. Killing them swiftly and with none escaping to warn the others. If that would happen they could band together and attack Maverick and his men. The number of warriors he will have with him is small enough to travel quickly and be flexible. Taking more warrio

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..."

They were followed by a horde of fierce warriors, their eyes fixed on the rogue pack. Alpha Ronan, Alpha Kayson, and Alpha Ryder fought with precision and skill, taking down the rogue pack members one by one. Their movements were swift and deadly, a testament to their training and experience. The battle was intense, with snarls and growls filling the air, but my mates were determined to protect me. They fought with a singular focus, their eyes fixed on the enemy, their muscles tensed with effort.

Mason and Kathy decided to have a bath, so they took a stroll around the area and found a river. Just when they were about to have their baths, Kathy said, "I don't understand what happened at the market and what happened earlier between Bridget, Jackson, and the warriors." Mason began to laugh and explained that the warriors they had encountered were their friends. As warriors, they had met many times before. He said "Their leader is a very good friend of mine and Jackson's. Jackson had winked at the leader of the warriors when Bridget was screaming for help, and the leader immediately understood what Jackson meant. Everything that played out there was staged to make Bridget run back to Jac

, she paused for a minute and wiped off the mucus which ran down her nostrils, turning around to look into his eyes. "How do we fight an army when we are barely five in number..", she asked. "We won't be fighting against only the annihilators, but the warriors from the blue moon pack! How would that be ever possible..?", She asked as her eyes never departed from her. He stared at her too, but was lost in his own thoughts. He was accepting the hidden truth in his statement, inwardly cursing he never thought of what she has stated before he wrote the treaty. The annihilators answered to the Caesar, just as the Blue moon pack warriors answered to him, making it two packs under his command.