Runningwind Warriors Novels & Stories

Why would I ever save her now? She waited outside for days. "Jordan, I was wrong. Please help me. Bruce is also family to me. Let me in." She looked like a complete wreck. Her hair had turned gray from stress. It was truly a pity to see a CEO who was once so full of life end up like this, but she deserved it.

Haunted. “I believe he’s still out there. Watching.” Don leaned forward, voice lowering. Before Jo could speak, one the warriors opened the door to the carriage, bowing. “We’ve arrived, Alpha.” Jo stepped down. The Wind Warrior Pack territory looked like something out of an old legend, stone towers spiraled into the sky, a beautiful crest on top of the highest towers. A woman approached, wrapped in deep blue robes and bearing the crest of the Wind Library, a swirling spiral with a single feather in the center.

I would have to make sure to say far away from them, seeing how I did not know what they did. Mr. Griffen stood in front of us as we stood at the starting line. With a cocky smirk on his face. He looked right at me as he spoke to the group of "newbies," as he called us. I smiled right back at him. "All right, as I said before, other students who passed in previous years will try to make you fail. Also, the five with the slowest times will be disqualified as well. So run fast and think fast. The first thing you do is you must army crawl as fast as you can and select two weapons or tools to help you with this then with the selected items you must scale the twenty-foot wall and make it to the o

Willow ordered and we all bowed to her. In a flash, everyone spread out to track Sam. I watched as Devon and Willow walked towards a Nate, one of the Shadow pack's warriors and a friend to Devon. He nodded and led them into the forest. Willow gestured for Livia to follow them. I looked up and saw that Lee, Dad, Alpha Zack, Carla and James all followed them and I quickly joined them. I looked to James with a questioning look. "Nate is not just one of our top warriors, he's our best tracker." James explained and the rest of us nodded.

he exclaimed proudly. There was a brief silence after that. His Papa Herman appeared to be deep in thought. He approached him after a minute with an envelope containing a letter. As his father handed it to him, he frowned. "It came from your Uncle Lando," his father stated sternly. His Uncle Lando was his mother's eldest brother. He was one of the captains of the WW Force, the organization of soldiers hunting werewolves. He looked confused at his Mama Geraldine because he couldn't understand why his Uncle had written to him, especially since he wasn't close to him.

"Omar said he left orange ribbons tied to trees that led in the direction of the cabin. We just need to find them." For now it seemed the tension from earlier was forgotten and the girls worked together again, spreading out along the track to hunt down the little breadcrumbs their helper had left for them. They needed to move quickly as well, even as werewolves they would eventually start succumbing to the stresses of the freezing cold air and they were already starting to tire from their arduous trek through the Wyoming wilderness. Being low-born shifters, they weren't blessed with wolven forms so couldn't rely on a thick pelt to protect them.

🐾 Beta Rune These last few weeks have been intense. Preparing for a new battle while carrying a pup in the beginning of the third trimester was harder than I expected. I wasn’t as physically strong as the female pack warriors, but I wasn’t fighter material. I was a healer in every sense of the word.

another warrior pointed out. “So is everyone else who fought at Stormclaw,” I countered. “We don’t have the luxury of waiting until we’re fully healed.” I moved to an open space and began running through basic combat forms. My movements were slower than they should have been, hindered by healing injuries. But I pushed through, focusing on technique rather than speed. The warriors watched for a few minutes. Then one of them, a female wolf named Zara who’d lost her brother in the Stormclaw rescue, stepped forward.

I no longer had to consider him. That day, my manager asked again during the meeting. "Who's willing to go for the Northton project next week?" The meeting room went silent as everyone lowered their heads, avoiding his eyes. Next week was Valentine's Day, and no one wanted to travel for work then. In that room full of silence, I was the only one who raised my hand. "I'll go." My manager looked up at me surprised before nodding. "Alright, Janice. You and Harry Fisher from the neighboring department will be going together. Look out for each other out there."

Dream Walker: it is when someone, who is able to walk through dreams, other worlds, or even other realms. One who dream walks is someone who seeks answers to problems. Also known as a vision quest. “Well, I’m not a young man trying to prove that I’m a warrior.” Spirit Walkers: a spiritual leader who mediators between the spirit world and man. “But I’m not a Shaman.” A voice called out from behind her. “You’re from a long line of Shaman women. Including myself.”