Novel & Cerita Ranger's Apprentice Fanfiction

Rage exploded inside me. With a violent jerk, I snapped the ropes and lunged at Ryker. My claws wrapped around his throat, sinking deep into his flesh. He gasped in pain, struggling uselessly. He couldn’t break free... even if he tried. Caspian rushed toward me, but I shoved him back with my free hand. His body slammed into the jagged cave wall with a sickening thud. "How dare you use me, Ryker?! I saw you as my ally. I trusted you!" I yelled angrily, pressing my claws deep into his neck.

The referee came towards me and took my left hand, holding it up as the winner and I gave the crowd a bloodied smile, my eyes scanning them till they landed on Elias. He shook his head with a small smile and opened his arms as I ran towards him, hugging him. “Good job, kiddo. Undefeated, yet again,” he laughed, ruffling my hair, and I buried my face in his chest, calming myself down from the high I felt from fighting. I'm Rora, the strongest female of the Moonfang pack and I am the error. “Come on, kiddo. You need to wash off.” He pushed me back from him and stared at my form. My hair was sticking out everywhere and my braid was a mess. My clothes were dirty and my boots were stained with mu

] [My thoughts too, Alsie. I shift into Rana, I want to have some fun, knock some of this rust off. I run to the open area and quickly disperse two of the rogue wolves. My small stature makes me appear to be less of a threat. In reality, I’m the deadliest thing on the battlefield next to Kane and Dante.

“Stop this. Let him down.” I didn’t even glance at him. My hand stayed tight, my claws digging into the air, the power holding Ryder choking against the stone. “Tell your buddy to apologize for barging into my room. For stripping us bare in our sleep. For harassing and mocking us like we’re nothing.” Ragnar’s eyes narrowed. He turned to Ryder, his voice cold as ice. “Is this true? Did you?” Ryder’s chest heaved. He tried to speak, but no sound came out. His face was pale now, his eyes rolling slightly from lack of air.

He inhaled my scent and released a shaky breath. ”Do you know what’s stopping me from marking you? it’s because I pity you…and I find you interesting enough to talk to you.” “Oh, just kill me, Alpha Fenris.” At this point, I wish I could just give him silver chains push it all to him, and let me burn in flames. just to end this madness. I think I exist just for the entertainment of these bastard werewolves. A knock came and I saw Ravena holding some clothes. I looked at her, she was avoiding me and quickly left.

Because of that incident, Clara and Gilbert gave each other the cold shoulder for the next 50 years. As for me, I've dreamed of becoming a Gamma warrior since I was a pup. But I ended up forming a mate bond with Oliver Stanton, a Beta playboy. Oliver disliked me for not being romantic enough, saying that I didn't know how to doll myself up for him. We argued with each other every day to the point that he rarely came home. When I open my eyes again, I realize that Clara and I have returned to the timeframe of two days before our bonding ceremonies.

His quiet sigh lingered in the air like smoke. I’d stepped on old grief again and I didn’t know how to make it right. He gently shook little Riven awake and began feeding him. Riven rubbed his sleepy cheeks and grumbled, “If Father Alpha keeps feeding Riven this much, Riven’s going to turn into a big rubber ball.” Ronan raised his cup of cold tea with a smirk. “That’s a fantastic idea. Then I won’t have to carry you anymore, I could just roll you around.” Riven let out a dramatic groan and collapsed in my lap, faking tears. “Boo-boo-boo. Father is so mean.”

Then back to me. “I don’t love anything about this,” she said quietly. “But someone has to do what Marcus refuses to.” The air shifted. That was dangerous. That was treason wrapped in truth. My heart began to pound. I leaned in, lowering my voice. “You should be careful. The Alpha doesn’t like being embarrassed.” Raven’s lips curved slightly. “Then he should stop being embarrassing.” The warrior let out a small, shocked sound. I stiffened. How dare she? I opened my mouth, but Raven turned away from me, guiding the wounded warrior toward the infirmary herself.

Ragnar's knuckles whitened as he clenched his fist, his gaze locked onto Ariel's every step into the library. His hand twisted through his hair as he was transported back to the moment when Ariel had returned from the southern pack. He'd felt a shift in her, something indefinable, and now he found himself drowning in self-blame for everything that had unfolded. After decades of learning to trust again, it felt like betrayal once more. "Do you think the Alpha's son had something on Aloha, forcing her into this?" Ranger questioned, his voice tinged with disbelief, his eyes glued to the videos. The idea that his once innocent and timid companion could stab him in the back was almost unbearable.

Ranger says, entering the kitchen. When they first arrived at the fight, I was initially confused. I thought I was so near death that I must have been seeing things, but when Ranger tore through the men on me with Nickolai at his side, I knew I had been mistaken. They weren't figments, but real friends. If they could have arrived any later, not only would I not have made it, but I would have had to watch Wren die.