Path Of The Ranger Novels & Stories

He wanted the whole truth, no matter how unpleasant it is, so that he could find a solution. The fifteen-minute walk was quiet as we had the uneven path of the river bank to follow and the worsening weather falling on us. Lamont and the ranger looked back at us every few steps to see how I was faring through this. Duncan kept a hold of my hands and I probably had more experience walking and traveling through the woods in the human form than any of them did. It was still a relief when the ranger told us to stop. “Do you see an opening in the rocks?” Lamont shouted over the wind. He pointed his finger towards a crescent scar on the rock formation. It was easy to spot as a few people were stand

Branches clawed at my arm and face as I cut through the undergrowth, the others following suit. We busted through a clearing and stopped. “Well, this is very surprising,” I said. “Does it mean we get to go back?” Ragnar asked. Xavier crouched, looking at the grass before us and ahead. “Tracks leads this way.” His fingers brushed the earth as he traced the scuffed dirt and bent grass. “But they are light,” I added, my eyes on the path Xavier just touched. “Whosoever is with her knows hw to move unseen. She’s not alone.”

he said as he increased his pace. ‘Okay, okay. I will try,” I muttered, angrily. He said nothing. The bond carried what he didn't say, the cold focused urgency of a man doing calculations he didn't like the results of and running anyway. The trees were thick here. Dark in the way places were dark when no light source was close enough to matter. Ryker's wolves moved through it without hesitation, reading the terrain by instinct, creating a path that the rest of us followed. Behind us the clearing was still lit.

Holy crap, did all werewolves acquire the ability to entice with a touch? "Rhye as a Ranger?" A dark, oddly hypnotic voice fluttered on the warm night breeze. "Dimitri is far too wise to send one after another. The idea of a ranger is to prevent a bloodbath, not to create one." Rhye smoothly turned as Trevor, at last, revealed his presence. He’d sensed the dangerous werewolf lurking near the dilapidated building since they’d crossed into his territory, but it was never wise to acknowledge a ranger unless they invited you to do so.

Rather, a ranger’s greatness is measured by how much inspiration radiates towards the lives touched along the way. The return of the two formidable rangers would help a lot in preparing the other rangers for the impending search and battle with the Dark fairy and whatever else he has gathered to his evil plot for fairy domination.

"There is a issue on the Northwest perimeter. It looks like rogues have been staying right on the edge. There is damage and a note addressed to you Alpha Ranger." Ranger and I look at each other and calm ourselves before speaking. Alpha "I'm on my way. Keep patrols going, you stay put with one other just in case. I should be there in about 16 minutes. Don't touch the note." He ended the mindlink "I'm sorry. Let me go check this out and i'll be back withing a hour tops." I stand on my tippy toes and kiss him "don't apologize hun, it happens. Just be safe and hurry home."

Sera's Pov The ranger station sat at the edge of nowhere, halfway between two territories that had spent years pretending the other did not exist. Old wood, a rusted roof, windows so dusty they barely let in light. No pack markings. No allegiance to anyone. Exactly what neutral ground was supposed to look like. Riven had argued with me about it on the drive over. "I go in with you," he said. "That's not up for discussion." "If you go in with me, he won't say what he actually came to say," I said. "He'll say the version he's prepared for an audience."

Bart listened to the morning briefing of the rangers this morning. The rangers here were all wolf shifters from the Shadow Mists Pack. Even the ‘hunting and rescue dogs’ were shifters and rangers. He was one of the first to admire how the scheduling was done for the rangers in situations like this. Making sure the wolves appeared only in their ‘dog’ form while others stayed in their human form. Really, it was genius because you could have access to all the full predators’ abilities along with the intelligence of the shifters.

It was a good thing that even though his recovery was slow, at least he could walk normally again, not dragging his leg like before. Now, he just needed to find another way out of this forest. Although it had been years since he left the pack, this was the North, and he had explored it many times as a child. He still remembered some places that were safe and rarely travelled by werewolves. He just had to make a slight detour and avoid the previous path. Rainer had barely stood up when he felt like his chest was on fire, causing him to fall back down and have trouble breathing. He groaned in pain as if his heart would blow up.

They regaled us with stories of past claiming ceremonies, sharing the wisdom and knowledge that had been passed down through generations. I had undoubtedly been looking forward to meeting my mate for so long. Most of the pack members had already been there so finding a place to enjoy the festivities wasn't really a problem but my mind was everywhere at the moment. Riley had already set her eyes on an unfortunate target to spend her evening with. I chuckled softly as she began walking towards the drinks section where her eyes were following. “Come find me when the main part of the ceremony begins,” she said as she winked at me and sashayed away.