Until The Fire Nation Attacked Novels & Stories

he said, smiling. I returned his smile, my heart full. With my father guiding me and the elders at my side, I truly felt ready for the responsibility ahead. I excused myself to clean up before bed, heading out into the moonlit night feeling confident about my future. But as I strolled across the quiet grounds, a sudden cacophony of horns and howls shattered the peace. I froze, my breath catching in my throat as our warriors took up defensive positions around us. "We were under attack!"

I almost pity him, almost. I keep trying to link my father, but I get no response. I sprint outside to the front lawn and see nothing but absolute carnage. The training arena is on fire, ash is falling from the sky like snow, sticking in my hair and on my face. My breathing is heavy, I feel like I’m suffocating all over again. This… this is what I felt earlier. My stomach drops again and I’m crying against my own will. My tears are cascading down my now ash covered face as I begin sprinting towards the fire in hopes I find my father. All around me are wolves battling, tearing at one another. I still can’t hear anything but ringing but I see the clashing, over and over. Rogues working togethe

Rika gently rubbed my skin with the washing cloth while telling me how Dearon and his squad had saved her and more than half of the town. “But do you know who attacked you then?” I asked, meeting Rika's blue eyes. She nodded, then her gaze shifted to the window—to the woods surrounding the kingdom's border, I realized. “The Fiery Mist Pack,” she all but spat the name. My insides twisted. She'd said it all happened a few weeks before the Great Battle. The Eudoris' warriors had no reason to attack, unless… “Are you sure about it?” I managed after a moment.

Or maybe… My eyes widened as I remembered the symbol in my wrist. I stood straight, raised my hand and showed him the symbol of fire that was now glowing. "I'm Fira. I'm your mate. Please get off your hand on him, my king. Please. Please." It did not work that was why I only had the last choice. "Go, run, Fira! He will burn you, too, if you come close!" Despite the screaming and igniting sensation on his body. He managed to think about me.

I didn't trust her to be out of my sight, not even for a second now that I know that there was a traitor in our midst. It was best she stayed by my side where I could protect her if anything went wrong. Her finger gently brushed mine, the touch was brief but it was enough to show me her support. When everyone was fully seated I cleared my throat to gain their attention. “Thank you all for coming,” I began, my voice steady. “As you’re all aware, our pack was attacked. A bomb was planted at our southern border, killing quite a number of our people and injuring most. This sort of attack hasn't been seen in decades. Yes, there have been minor attacks here and there but nothing of this magnitude.

“Domarius, darling. I have a box of play things under the shelf in my den. Why don’t you go and play with them while I talk with your mother?” Domarius grinned happily. “May I?” He asked me. “Of course, darling,” I said. “Go ahead.” He ran out of the room happily and within seconds, I could hear the tinkling sounds of his new toys. “After you left four years ago,” Nana began. “Your uncle in Apex Woods sent his warriors to attack your mates on the same day you left the mountains.” “I know,” I replied sadly. “Luckily, they overpowered the warriors with the help of some wolves in the village.”

The end, my end, was looming. My gaze flickered to Killan, mere inches behind me. Our eyes locked, and in that unspoken exchange, I sensed his urgent message. Without a word, he conjured small flames in his left hand, a signal that ignited the spark of rebellion against The Miss and her relentless army. "Idrish, CHARGE!" Killan's voice boomed, a battle cry that resonated through the very soul of camp Meridio.

he said to her as his right hand cupped one of her breasts. ***** At the crack of dawn, the group left the camp behind. The wind kept blowing, stronger than the previous night, making it hard to see the road ahead. They stopped a few times to eat and to let the horses to rest. As they got closer to the Fire Clan, the wind turned into a snowstorm, just like Rhobart feared. It was around twilight when the guards opened the heavy doors, and Rhobart entered the Fire Clan, Ayla by his side, as his n’alxa, his equal.

Nathan's house began to burn like a furnace, alerting the warriors who are on patrolling duty. "Fire, there is fire out here" the warriors alerted the others. Soon the news spread all over the pack through the pack link. The warriors tried to stop the fire, but the fire turned out to be stubborn. Their efforts became vain and the entire house is burned down to ashes within half an hour. Ajax, Justin, Ronan, and Carter reached the accident site. Everyone is shocked by the sight that greeted them. Carter's eyes became hard with anger when he saw the house where he had so many memories with Nathan is now turned into ashes.

Chapter 36 The Wolfsbane clan, a powerful nation of werewolves, had received the message that the fire nation, the Midnight Howler clan, had been attacked by a rogue werewolf pack and their alpheno, the second-tailed fire supreme god, Mark, had been captured. Immediately, the Wolfsbane clan forces mobilized to aid their allies. The Wolfsbane clan arrived at the Fire Nation, their hearts heavy with the knowledge of the devastation that had been wrought. The once-thriving nation was now a charred and smoldering ruin, with the bodies of the dead strewn across the ground.