Mousefur Warriors Novels & Stories

In the heart of Silver Crest territory, the warriors stood in grim silence, their eyes alert and focused, their muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash their fury upon any intruders. Meanwhile, across the invisible border that separated the Silver Crest pack from the domain of the tyrant Murad, the Silver Dawn wolves gathered, their breaths visible in the cold night air. Among them, Murad stood tall and menacing, his eyes ablaze with a possessive fervor that bordered on madness. Kazia, the object of his obsession, stood not far from him, her posture defiant, her gaze unyielding despite the fear that danced in her eyes. With a sudden, primal howl, Murad gave the signal, and the Silver D

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

The fight ended in no time. It was a massacre. I now understood why spirit wolves were equated to gods. Helena had single-handedly killed twenty-five evil-looking mutant wolves. I didn't have that kind of capacity. Those wolves had ravaged settlements for almost a year without suffering any casualties, but they had reached the end of their journey.

Aya nodded, closing her eyes, and made a deep release of air, as she was ready to talk about it. “Wolves… Three Big Wolves that can transform into like us. I guess it’s a Werewolf! I saw it with my two eyes. How they attack my grandparents. How they killed them and try to attack me…but I manage to run away leaving my grandparents lifeless bo-dy!” Aya burst into crying holding her chest as she was shaking. Amaia balled her fist and can even hear her gritted teeth. She knew it is a Were-Rogue’s doing. And what made her think deeply, what their reason is starting to disturb humans. “I believe you. Can you describe it to me? How they look, Aya?” Aya stared at her with hopeful eyes. Nodding as sh

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

He gets all pissy and speeds away kicking up all kinds of dirt and dust as he leaves. As soon as he’s gone I hear my warriors coming from the direction of the pack house. The first one to show up is my Beta, Zander Jackson, and then my lead warrior, Kade Porter. Not only are they two of my best warriors, they’re also my best friends. Zander and I are both 20 but Kade is only 18, and still taller than both of us in human form. Zander is 6’1”, I’m 6’2” and Kade is 6’3” and still seems to be growing. Kade is an old soul though and usually acts as the more mature one in non-pack related situations. My wolf is the biggest though as I will soon be the next Alpha. Since we’re all in wolf form I sti

They didn't seem to hear the snarl of danger though; they continued to walk through the forest and make derisive comments about Scott. And before Scott could yell a warning, an animal, tall, furry and four-footed, its sleek brown coat scattering bits of moonlight emerged, tearing towards Phil and his men with a speed faster than any Scott had ever seen. Its eyes were golden and slitted, and from its throat came the snarling like the crash and roll of an avalanche. A wolf. Soon their mocking voices turned to screams of terror as the beast flew at one man and then the other, tearing them apart like paper. Phil began to run, leaving the other men behind. The wolf, seeing his intentions, began t

She said to me, and I shook my head in disagreement because that was one thing I was not going to agree to. "Murphy is not empty, and for the record, he is not very strong in his wolf. Do you know the reason why he was once a rebel? It was because he did not believe in the wolf rules and laws and the goddess, and he decided to leave. He did not like his personality; he trained more in his human form and did all of his things in his human form. That is why he's a stronger warrior in his human form than he is in his wolf. If you asked me, I would think him giving up his wolf was a relief to him because he never shifts," I said to her in a rather calm voice this time, and I could see the tensio

They looked so determined it was almost impossible to tell that these very wolves despised the luna they were going after. But that didn't matter to Gemma because her best friend would be coming back. "Alpha, I see five men at the gates and three guarding the watchtower,” Rodrigo said as he counted the men they were about to face, and Aztec looked up to see what his beta had said. He just nodded at his warriors, who didn't waste any time in engaging the Miraculo warriors and taking them out. The Marshall warriors were using their silver-coated bullets on the Miraculo warriors. Granted, the Miraculo warriors may have expected an ambush, but nothing would ever hurt like going against the Marsh

The warriors followed suit, their teeth bared and their claws unsheathed as they charged towards moonshine pack. The pack was caught off guard, their guards and warriors unprepared for the sudden night attack. They snarled and snapped as they fought against my warriors who I had instructed not to kill unless it was unavoidable. The two sides clashed in a frenzy of fur and teeth, battle cries piercing through the night. The fight become more serious when more moonshine pack’s warriors joined in led by alpha Aragon. He was a massive wolf with pitch black fur. He growled and snarled when he faced me, his teeth bared. I growled as well, and my claws dug into the ground as I prepared for the atta