Shadowclan Warriors Novels & Stories

But for now, Shadowclaw had emerged victorious. The remaining members of the Shadow Fang pack were brought forward, their bodies bruised and broken, their heads bowed in defeat. Their eyes were filled with fear, their spirits shattered. The chains that bound them rattled in the silent air, each link a reminder of their fallen Alpha, their lost cause. Dorian’s warriors dragged them to the center of the battlefield, where they were lined up before him, their fate sealed.

she smiles. She’s probably right. Every full moon, Cordelia and sometimes her sister Claudia come out to help us and take care of the children that haven’t turned yet. I don’t know what other packs that don’t have humans or witches to help them do. Our alliance with Delia’s coven is the only reason we’ve survived this long and we all know it. “We should hurry this along,” Bo says, looking up at the sky.

The guard mocked and gave me one last lash on my back before spitting on me and walking towards the dungeon door. I felt something drip down my face and I needed no soothsayer to know that it was blood. My vision was becoming blurrier by the minute, a sign that I would be leaving this world soon, finally. Too long have I been made to suffer unjustly, I can finally find peace away from this wicked world and all the accusations. To think that I'm the Luna of this pack and I'm being treated in this manner. No cross that, ex Luna now. A mock smile stretches the edges of my lips as another teardrop falls.

“And who are they?” Shadow rolled her head to the ceiling, recalling her perfectly fine memory. Ajiad waited patiently although his expression wasn’t exactly bright. “Lion tribe.” She counted. “Of course,” Ajiad murmured in relief. If anything, the lion tribe was benefit the most. As long as Shadow was theirs, that's it. “Wingsman clan.” “I’d foreseen it, somehow.” He said sarcastically. “Feathers clan.” “Feathers? As if a bird tribe?”

"We need to get to Emily." Paoli loaded his crossbow with a silver-tipped arrow and let it fly. There was a thud, followed by a yelp that confirmed he'd hit his target. "We're running out of time to escape, and fast," Paoli announced as the ring of wolves moved to box them in. Sekhmet glanced around a bit ruefully, as if it pained him to leave a battle unfought. "They can have this place," he announced. "Let's go while we can."

“The Wolves of the Eclipse.” Silence. The warriors standing around the room stiffened. A ripple of unease passed through them, barely perceptible, but Theoden saw it. The Silvercrest Alpha leaned forward, his silver eyes unreadable. “There is no such thing.” Selene exhaled sharply. “Don’t lie to us.” Theoden took a step forward, voice lower. Deadlier. “We know who we are now. We know what was done to us. What was erased.” His gaze hardened. “And we know you know the truth.”

Even if it wasn't related he hoped if he helped them then they would help him get answers. "Can I help you?" Sean, one of the Shadow Howler warriors asked as he looked at the large man. "My name is Lachlan. I'm a warrior from the Sentinel Warriors pack. I came here to see if I could offer the palace some assistance." Lachlan replied. Sean was a warrior, but next to Lachlan, he felt small. He saw the tattoo of bird wings making a circle around a wolf's head. All the warriors of the Sentinel Warriors had the same tattoo.

The circle flared black and violet, twisting, alive. From the darkness, a whisper rose: Nex umbraa, kai vel’thra… ix shael. Kai’thai kharuun… kai’thra kai’thai. From shadow, I awaken… I am hers. I am warrior… I am and I become. Then it appeared. Not a simple crow, but something older, warped. Its wings were tattered starlight. Its eyes burned like molten amethyst. It landed on her shoulder. Claiming her. Marking her.

She doesn't act like a spy even though we know she is. Right now, I need Ms. Church out of my hair for a few more hours. First, I have an unavoidable meeting. Afterward, I'll feel like busting heads, so I plan to check on our fields and some of the outlying homes where married Shadow Warriors have taken up residence. Mating is a difficult time for our species, and it can take years of mating frenzy before a warrior can handle a man around his women. The upside is during those years, the warriors are the best fighters. They have someone to come home to.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze