Snowkit Warriors Novels & Stories

As it turns out, there wasn't much to be briefed on as Liam pretty much covered the basics. The Northern Star pack takes up most of Washington state, and suffered an attack a few weeks ago by a nameless beast. Nicki had little detail on the beast itself, but told me at least ten lives were lost in the fight. Liam had sent two warriors into the pack to aid with training, but their Alpha had requested a few more for defensive purposes.

A few of the warriors cursed aloud. Redmaw. One of the oldest and most ruthless packs to ever exist beyond the Steelgrove Mountains. Their Alpha, Volgrin, was a legend soaked in slaughter. They didn’t trade. They didn’t negotiate. They claimed. And now, they were marching on Darkfang’s soil. “For what reason?” Dren snapped, his wolf barely contained under his skin. The wounded scout turned his head slowly. His eye was swollen shut, his ribs splintered. But he managed one sentence.

Being born in the form of a Wolf is a great honor of God. As Ezra remained silent and didn't say anything, and Queen Selina was nowhere to be seen, they also somewhat understood the situation. Nolan went to an old tree not far from Ezra and relaxed and rested. Windy also went to the tree, he found it strange that Nolan was so relaxed. "Why don't we call the leader back?" “You see how many blows you can take from the leader.” Windy shivered involuntarily, and he was a little scared when he remembered the leader's training with them.

"A normal?" As he got beside Fragado, he was told that the being was actually one of them and laughed again. Schnek didn't understand what was going on but since his partner Fragado was snickering, he started to join him and laugh too. The senseless occurrence was too funny for him. ❇❇❇ Now there are two orcs stupidly laughing before her. She slowly stood up and the two huge beings didn't even notice her moving. Gripping tight of her backpack, she cautiously managed to step a few feet back.

“Enough with the vague summaries of your life!” I was becoming worked up, angry, and hysterical, and I couldn’t stop it. That wasn’t me. That wasn’t me at all. “If you were really meant to be a part of my world…I wouldn’t have had to explain to you what I mean, Aurelia,” he said. “It’s…because of this that…I…Aurelia Smith, I, Colter Sloan, First and only son of Conner Sloan, Alpha of Snoqualmie Wolf Pack, reject you.”

EIGHT MONTHS AGO Kimberly shivered slightly as the harsh cold wind blew relentlessly, but she continued following in the footsteps of the Afghanistan local who acted as their guide through the mountains to their rendezvous point. Behind her was sergeant Oscar, her closest friend in her unit who was also a sniper. “Are you getting tired?” She teased him. “Hell no.” The Texan replied with his southern drawl. Kimberly was not finding it easy herself. Hiking at a fast pace while carrying full military gear on a steep terrain for over four hours was not a small feat.

Our warriors stood at the back of the crowd so that the Black Howl members could be front in center for their Alpha. The talking crowd fell silent as Stephan approached the microphone. "Good evening, everyone. I apologize for the last-minute meeting, but as you all know, Alpha Pierce of the Snowstorm pack along with his Beta, son, and some of his warriors are here to train us to be better at fighting and protecting our pack. Starting tomorrow morning, everyone, including women and pups of the age sixteen and up, will begin the mandatory training."

His achievements in the world of the martial jungle were great and he is still feared and recognized for his prowess by every sect that knows his name. The name of this Sect is to the point that it is dubbed the Ancient Sect which is legendary to everyone, because of the names of their first elders and the location of their sect which is very difficult to find. Everyone thought the Snow Lotus Sect was just a myth and legend. How come! This sect is very difficult to find, to get to this Sect. They must sail by following the direction of a very strong river current. They will arrive at a river that is in the middle of the crush of a tall iceberg. the cold temperature of the mountain is able to

"I wonder if he was from The Skyefrost Pack, too." Gray shrugged. "What was his name?" "Rolph Allen," Xander replied. "No. To my knowledge, he has no association with The Skyefrost Pack. He's the Alpha of The Winterborn Pack in Alaska, but The Skyefrost Pack is in a territory not far away from them." Gray scoffed, shaking his head. "Do yourself a favor and stay as far away from him as you can."

“Please, come in. There are hors d’oeuvres and drinks, and dinner will be served after the ceremony. Help yourselves. Mingle. I think you’ll find everyone here is quite welcoming.” The second man looked warily at a group of pack warriors who were laughing loudly near the fireplace with drinks in their hands. They were wearing their formal uniforms, but they still had a rugged look about them. One had his hair pulled back into a bun at the back of his skull to reveal the undercut beneath, and another had a dark, winding neck tattoo that swirled all the way up to the underside of his chin. “I assure you,” I said pleasantly, “Nightwolf warriors are the best of the best. Those men haven’t lost a