Stormtail Warriors Novels & Stories

Slowly, reluctantly, they began to move. Stormfall warriors approached Bloodpine wolves with stiff shoulders and narrowed eyes. Bloodpine wolves mirrored the tension, their movements sharp, their expressions guarded. The air hummed with distrust, but they moved…and that was something. Lyra watched as Lucas approached Damien. The two warriors stared at each other like predators circling, neither willing to be the first to blink. “This should be fun,” Lucas muttered. Damien smirked. “Try to keep up.” Lyra winced. “This is going to be a disaster.”

Immediately Aren left to the pack house to where the lack warriors where training. He picked the strongest among them , whise name are called Devan, Stou, Dave, Kachi, and lastly Mike . After relaying the information the alpha had given him to them, they gathered together and left for the healers house. Looking from the window in his office, Dwanye saw Aren and the other remaining warriors leaving. He went back to his desk , expecting a feedback from them. On getting to the healer house, Aren knocked on the door. Nobody answered.

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

Adrian is sure Iris was too young to remember all those experiences, but Adrian and Titan sure would. “Okay guys, great effort,” Titan tells the warriors. “Let’s shift and go on the run.” Titan’s wolf, Mars, loves this part of training. Mars howls as the warriors shift. Adrian- Future Alpha Iris has requested a meeting. Titan- Who?’ Adrian- We can talk when you get back. Titan- Fine, we will talk when I get back. Mars leads the warriors at top speed. Adrian brings up the rear to encourage the slower warriors.

A cigarette was sticking out of his mouth, and his Beta stood by his side, watching me with narrowed eyes. Todd has never been too fond of me. It's probably because he's a misogynistic bastard who's bitter. After all, the strongest warrior in the pack is a woman—a woman who put his sorry ass on the ground a million times. What the hell was what, Regina? Why would you announce another raid on the Moon Crescent pack in front of the warriors without informing me? I looked like an idiot! I had a right to know! Last time I checked, the mate to the Alpha shouldn't necessarily be informed of things of this severity.

Or become invisible. “You sure you got the right club?” he asked, arching an eyebrow at me. “The Wolf Riders,” I said, and told him about the jacket I’d seen in Snake’s room. “They were talking about someone named Britney Cooper and Grace Carlson. That they were causing trouble. And they needed to be taken care of.” I realized that every time I said that, Steel and Prez seemed to be ready to murder someone, although I don’t think that someone was me. No matter, I continued: “Snake was ordered to--- do it, but he came back a couple of days ago, saying that they were under too much security and he’d risk exposure if he made a move. He did, however, say he managed to silence the cops.” I let my

she yelped, shaking her head at me. “You are in so much trouble.” Ryker laughed. “It’ll be worth it.” I smirked. We continued to walk to the training field. “So, how many warriors are we looking at?” Ryker asked his sister as he stood next to her. “A total of four hundred, two hundred warriors, one hundred trackers and one hundred enforcers.” she informed him. “do you see what I see what I see?” she asked Ryker. Ryker scanned the training grounds, “where are all your females?”

“There’s a group organizing werewolves from all the packs I destroyed. Some want peace. Others want revenge. If I don’t try to reach the ones who want peace, this is going to escalate into war.” “And you think talking to us will prevent that?” The young man from earlier laughed bitterly. “We’re one small pack. What influence do we have?” “More than you think,” Ryker interjected. “The Alliance respects the Clearwater Pack. You’ve rebuilt without seeking revenge, focused on survival instead of retaliation. That carries weight with the moderate faction.” “The moderate faction,” Marta repeated. “And the other faction? The ones who want blood?” “Led primarily by Alpha James of the Red Dawn Pack,”

But before I could reach the cage, something slammed into me from the side. I crashed to the ground hard. The air rushed out of my lungs. Pain exploded through my ribs. A Creekwood warrior stood over me, his teeth bared. His claws raised to strike. Troy tackled him before the blow landed. They rolled across the ground, snarling and biting. More Creekwood warriors poured out of the trees. Dozens of them. We were outnumbered at least three to one. “It is a trap!” one of our warriors shouted. Fighting erupted everywhere. Wolves crashed into each other. Teeth snapped. Claws tore flesh. Blood splattered across the grass.

Jake said, and looked at Bandit. “And now the shit’s on our doorstep. I told you, Wrath, if this comes to my town, I have no allegiance to anyone,” Bandit said angrily. “I agree. Their shit shouldn’t touch Reading and the fact that Trip is sending his guys into our town is not acceptable,” Jake said. “My first allegiance will always be to you and the Warriors. I might not be patched, but I’m club, and fuck anyone thinking they can mess with us.” “I’ll have a word with Trip and I’ll tell him the kid doesn’t know anything. This is between him and Buzzer and none of us will get involved with that, do you understand me?”