Ravenpaw X Barley Novels & Stories

Though Raven was very much aware of the fact that Briar was possibly a hundred miles away from here, she let out a low growl. She had to safe. Had to be sane. She lunged at him this time, pushing him into a tree and swapped her paw at him before moving back as he quickly charged back at him. Him biting into her shoulder. She let out a loud whimper, pushing him off her body with her hind legs as he rolled over and stood a far distance, blood on his mouth but claw marks on his face. More ugly to the scar then. Raven smiled. The pain began to subside as she stood but he did not give her a chance as he went at her again, this time both rolling as they settled, him on top, fangs snarling and snap

According to Barrett there's a lot of rare crystals and plants here that any witch or warlock would go crazy for. When Raya and I stepped out of the closet, Barrett was there with arms crossed to greet us. He seemed unhappy, which I'm starting to believe is his permanent state of being. His eyes wandered over Raya as if he were trying to make certain that she was who she said she was. Although how he planned to do that, who knows?

Cara looked up at him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “What are you staring at? Get back to work,” Raven continued, his tone sharp. “Yes, Alpha,” she replied softly, her voice subdued. She then placed the two teacups back onto the tray and quietly exited the study. Observing the scene, Evelyn couldn't help but think, “Thanks, but I don't even like black tea, hot or cold!” Raven seemed oblivious to how exaggerated his behavior was. To Evelyn, he resembled an adolescent wolf, bullying the she-wolf he liked just to get her attention. It was childish, and enviable. Because it meant that the she-wolf before her held a special place in Raven’s heart.

“A washrag, Yer Highness.” I glowered at him. “It’s not that funny.” “Ye’re that funny.” He sobered a bit. “Charming and amusing.” “I’m far from charming!” I grumbled, eyeing him sideways. “Which is exactly why I find you so much so.” What? Did that even make sense? I thought a moment. I suppose it does. *** “So, tell me, My Raven, how you got to be so fierce?” I chewed my cheek. “I don’t really know. I’ve never thought about it. I never fit in well with the other village girls...Or my sisters.”

After pulling away from the hug, she cleared her throat and with an air of pride, she said, “I'm Luna Raven of Raven Claw Pack.” “Glad to see you two are getting along already. Let's share a drink.” Alpha Baron said. While Raven was walking away hurriedly, Alpha Baron pulled me aside. “She doesn't know you?” He asked. “What are you two talking about? I hope it's not a conspiracy plan to dethrone me, I have done nothing wrong to deserve it.” Raven said all of a sudden, making my heart jump into my mouth as I stared back at her with a horror filled face.

Raven didn’t know if she wanted to run, kill, or stand tall. She felt so conflicted after this. She’d experienced nothing like this ever. Raven didn’t have words for it. She never heard about the annoying pain of the healing bite wound. No one had ever bitten her before. She wasn’t a fighter and Raven was skilled at avoiding bar brawls. So, it never came up. At this moment, Raven confronted a prowling male. Otherwise known as her mate, Alpha Dominic Jones. She was so screwed when this became public. No one would feel happy about this.

Lyra's POV The familiar scents of pine and wildflowers enveloped me as I made my way down the winding paths of the Silvermoon Pack's territory. My heart swelled with anticipation and pure joy. I couldn't wait to find Damien and share the incredible news - after so many cycles of heartbreak, I was finally pregnant with our pup. Ria, my wolf, thrummed with excitement within me. "He'll be at the training grounds, I can smell his scent trail," she murmured.

Robin whispered to her and held her hand but Raven refused to be calmed down. Celia watched in amusement when she saw that Raven is slowly shifting out of anger. Does she really think she could take down an Alpha with her weak wolf? Wren who had just arrived late, rushed towards them after Robin had asked for her help through their pack link. “Raven, come with us,” Wren grabbed Raven’s arm, but Raven was so overtaken by anger that she scratched Wren’s hand off her, wounding her.

The furry, blended paw delivered a deadly kick that knocked out Arkan's molars. Of all the REDCA members, Ravin has the most diverse coat patterns. Red is, of course, beautifully polished as his true identity. The white and black stripes are a bonus. The red wolf clan elders used to welcome Ravin's birth with great fanfare. The diversity of patterns signaled a balanced strength of mind, body, and emotions. Arkan got up, shaking out his fur. "How did you do it?" "Your fang moves are too easy to remember." "One more round!"

Raven's POV I woke up with a muffled scream, I looked around my room to discover that the candle I took from the pantry had burned out. I was sweating profusely. I just woke up from a nightmare which looked like reality. The same dream had been plaguing my dream for long. My name is Raven. I am seventeen years old. I belong to the Attic Moon pack, I don't have parents. Yes, I was raised by the kitchen hands in my pack Alpha's house. Everybody tried their best to avoid me, they say I bring bad luck everywhere I go.