Summit War Novels & Stories

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***

Zeno:Great general everything is ready and we are ready to attack Neptune Kataros:perfect then let's go Zeno:Great general there is just one problem Kataros:what is it Zeno:Great general most of the men we captured committed suicide on board Kataros:that's not a problem just dump their bodies somewhere on the planet we will destroy the planet as well as their bodies (with an evil smile) Zeno:As you command great general (as he leaves to carry out kataros's orders) On Neptune the news of kataros impending attack on on the planet had caused a panic among the citizens as most were leaving the planet,so Palamedes called a war council of the army generals to make\think of a suitable war plan on s

The fat boy commented with clear sarcasm in his voice. Everyone burst into laughter at his sarcastic comment except for the redheaded girl. “Well full disclosure, she is indeed the legendary mate-less warrior.” Everyone gasped at her statement. “That’s ridiculous! We were never told that the mate-less one existed and I can assure you that I’m a straight A student in history!” The fat boy bragged otherwise. “Yeah, how could that be?” The cute voice spoke up again and everyone did the same. They had never been told about the existence of the mate-less one, not even their parents.

"What's the death toll?" My father commanded as I entered the War room behind Kaine. There were several people gathered around the large table. Torren looked like he was about to say something when one of the other men spoke up. "A total of thirteen dead from the Alpha Summit. Sixteen from the planned attacks across the different packs prior. A total of Twenty Nine needless deaths. All Alphas are accounted for, four dead Lunas and a few deaths related to betas and their mates. From the Summit and a few others." Another man spoke.

The South had not forgiven my taking down of Alpha Douglas. "Alpha Darwin," the King began, gesturing toward the East. "You will speak first." I could already feel the tension building, old grudges resurfacing like buried bones. And though I stood still, every muscle in my body was coiled. Because this wasn't just about politics or alliances. This Summit would decide the future of the West, and mine. Behind me, I sensed Regina watching from the edge of the crowd. Her wolf stirred faintly through our faint connection, uncertain yet curious. She didn't understand it yet, but this was where the true war began, not with claws, but with words sharpened like blades.

“Mother’s hauling us to DC early for the Summit to smile at cameras and pose prettily in the snow. I’ll be living vicariously through you. I will keep my ears open. If anyone mentions the missing wolves, I’ll hear it.” I made a face, even as a pang of relief hit me. We hung up the call, and I quickly stood and made my way to the shower. The Midnight Summit was founded twenty-four years ago when werewolves and the human government first came together. It took a while to get it to what it is now. As much as human’s liked to claim otherwise, werewolves weren’t the only species that possessed a thirst for blood. Held once a year in Washington DC, its invitations graced the hands of only the most

"I move we table Drake's original motion as well. Postpone declaration of enemy status for sixty days. Give both sides time to negotiate. Find middle ground. Avoid war if possible." "Seconded," another Alpha called. One of their allies. Reyna. "All in favor of sixty-day postponement?" Thirty-eight hands. Majority. Passed. "Motion carries. No declarations today. No war. Sixty days to find compromise." The older Alpha looked at both Aria and Drake. "Use this time wisely. Because when we reconvene, we're making a final decision. War or peace. Choose carefully." The summit ended. Alphas filing out. Some looked relieved. Others disappointed. All of them are uncertain.

"No pack business, no stress, just rest and relaxation. If he does not, this could develop into something more serious." My father groaned. "A week? That is impossible. The Summit is today." "Summit?" I looked between them. "The Council of Alphas Summit," my father explained. "It is held twice a year, a gathering of all the major pack leaders in different regions to discuss territory disputes, trade agreements, and inter-pack laws. It is one of the most important meetings of the year, and I am supposed to be there." He looked at Dr. Morrison. "Can't you give me something? Some medicine to help me get through it?"

"Guess we’re about to stop history from repeating itself." Eli looked at Lyla. "You know this isn’t going to be a peaceful discussion." Lyla’s jaw clenched. "I know." Because this wasn’t about diplomacy. This was about stopping the whisper before it took control. The Ruined Summit wasn’t just a place of negotiation. It was a place where laws were broken. Where blood was spilled. And if Lyla didn’t stop this Then the war that never ended would finally begin. For real. For good. And this time

"The summit is just the cover. He was always planning to come for the empire regardless." "Yes. I've been slow to accept that." He looked at her. "I kept thinking of this as a case to be argued. Evidence to be presented. A vote to be won." He set his phone on the table. "Marco doesn't think of it as an argument. He thinks of it as a war." "Then we stop arguing," she said. He looked at her. "We have Sartori. We have the evidence. We have all five families confirmed." She leaned forward. "We don't need to wait for Saturday. We move the summit to tomorrow."