Novel & Cerita Wake Up Warrior Manga

Warm. I freeze. Slowly, I crack my eyes open, my breath hitching when I see what—or rather who—I had been using as a pillow. Fuck. The warrior. Not just any warrior. Him. The one from Jack’s pack. The one who, unlike the rest of those bastards, had kind eyes. The one who stopped me from settling the score between those two mates that day. The one who told me not to interfere because Jack hadn’t introduced me as his Luna.

His eyes closed, relief and heartbreak crashing together. “I know,” he breathed. “We’ll fix this. Together.” “No, you won't.” But Rowan’s laughter slithered through the air like knives. “Not if she kills you first.” And the bug rose again, furious, awakened, and ready to obey its true master. I gritted my teeth, fighting the surge. “Not this time,” I whispered. Not anymore. If only I knew what was waiting ahead, maybe I wouldn't have thought that any of this was easy. If anything, the real war had only just begun.

he replied, still maintaining his respectful posture. Sarah and Mika, who had been groaning on the ground, slowly picked themselves up. Their faces were bruised and their clothes torn from being thrown around like ragdolls. When they saw the warrior standing beside me, calling me Luna, the color drained from their faces completely. "Oh god," Sarah whispered, her voice shaking with terror. "She really is his mate." "We're so dead," Mika whimpered, looking like she was about to cry. The warrior turned his cold gaze toward them, and I could see them both shiver under his stare. His voice was calm but carried a deadly threat when he spoke.

She felt the poison fighting her, felt it trying to corrupt her own power, and she pushed back harder because she’d meant what she said about never losing anyone. It took three hours before his chest started rising and falling with steady breath, before the wounds closed enough that he wasn’t in immediate danger anymore. Yara pulled her hands back and stumbled slightly because that had taken more out of her than she’d expected, and when she looked up the warrior’s eyes were open and staring at her. They were gold, pure metallic gold with no white or pupil, and they were looking at her like she was the only thing in the world that mattered. “You’re awake,” she said stupidly, because apparentl

The three warriors take turns striking the other two, but when one of their fists collides with the youngest warrior's jaw, he is knocked out on impact. Ben takes the man in front of us by the throat before shouting at me to help the other warriors. I take the closest one in my hands as he faces the other warriors, and take the opportunity of surprise to sink my claws into his neck from behind. He falls limp quickly before the skin of his body hardens in a like grey color that cracks like old concrete.

It made the second warrior realise that he must have been drugged recently and might be with a heavier dosage. He left him there and then crawled upto the first warrior who was chained on the opposite side. He tried to wake him up and luckily, he was able to open his eyes. They begin to get flashbacks of what happened with them as they tried to discuss and make sense of what was going on with them.

“I'm so sorry, Finn. I dragged you into this mess. You do not deserve to go like that. I promise that I will avenge you. I swear it.” I swore. Not long after closing my eyes, I heard a movement. If not for my mage training, I doubt if I could have heard it. It was so quiet that one could hardly noticed it. I pretended to still be asleep as I made a mental calculation in my mind. I still had on my warrior's clothes, so my dagger was still there. I carefully reached out to it and waited patiently.

I didn't tell them when they were going to attack, I planned on surprising them, matching my armies far into the Kingdom. By the time they would know, we are already far ahead, having the upper hand. Dante had returned as he promised. He was the only one who knew of my attack. I had been able to unlock my wolf which made me heal before people gather and before they could see Dante. "We are making progress," he said, joining me at the stand. "We are getting there," I muttered. "You never accept praise," he complained. "Not until the job is done," I tell him. "You have seized a lot of packs and some have volunteered to join us, that's achievable," he commented.

A bundle of old leather-bound papers sat behind it, hidden under layers of dust, as fear laced with pain forced my confidence. I took them out with shaking hands and unfolded the topmost page when I met something familiar, my pulse almos growing cold–It was the message on the warrior's back inscribed in the same slashed script. It was a warning caution. *When the first blade is drawn against her, she will awaken. The conflict will be summoned by her blood.* My fingers clenched on the sheet as I took a deep breath. The initial blade. Has it been sketched yet? The combatant. His injuries. His final statement—Evans.

one of the shortest warrior in front of the rest spoke off ,making me giggle a but . No it hasn't gotten to that at all ,he hasn't done anytime that deserves his face getting broken ,as a matter of fact he's one of us now, I'm taking him in as a pack warrior and he'll be the second in command ,after gamma rex ,so y'all give him the respect he deserves okay he's a great warrior , and you sure can learn a thing or two from him ,as a few of you already know if not all ,he's my beta and best friend Juliana's mate and as a matter of fact they'll be having their mating ceremony in a few days .