Wake Up Warrior Manga Novels & Stories

And after making sure that all parts of James' body were covered by thick cloth, the warrior pointed the small stick that he always carried right at James' body right now. "Hey, wake up!" The Warrior spoke while pressing James' body with his staff to wake him up. “Egghh...” James reacted and muttered there for a moment. There was a small, deep frown on James' forehead now, too. James himself also looked very pale and almost his entire body was covered in sweat. James started to open his eyelids and looked weakly and also full of pain right there at Alpha Xavier, Beta Liam, Alpha, and also Beta Rogue who was on the outside of the prison. After confirming that James was starting to wake up fro

I drew in a sharp breath, suddenly sure that things were about to go very, very wrong. ‘Dalton,’ I whispered, mind-linking him. ‘Dalton, I think -’ Before I could say any more, there was a shout. The zombie had a hold of the warrior. Its frail appearance was obviously fake. It was strong enough to pick the warrior up as if he weighed nothing and throw him hard against the rear of the truck, holding him pressed up against the vehicle. The warrior yelled and growled in fury, kicking out to break free as the rest of the warriors leaped into action.

Rage flooded my heart. "Go back from whence you came," I boomed my voice not quite my own. I was commanding a power so pure, it was dangerous but it worked. The hounds erupted into flames the earth opening up momentarily to swallow them. My breath caught in my chest as the wolf shifted into a man and suddenly I was falling but strong arms caught me before I hit the ground. Golden eyes faded into black ones and I stared at the face which was a blur to me. His lips parted to say something but my eyes had closed and sleep washed over me.

Something buried. Something waking up. The threads trembled. And then— They snapped. Violently. Everything rushed back at once. Movement. Sound. Chaos. The warrior dropped his weapon, shaking. The injured wolf hit the ground fully, blood pooling beneath him. Shouts erupted. “He’s down—!” “Get the healer—!” I staggered, the world spinning. Strong arms caught me before I hit the ground. Ronan. “You’re alright,” he said. But I wasn’t.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!” An urgent shout followed immediately. “Warriors! Prepare to defend! We’ve been attacked!” A dangerous light flashed through my eyes. Good. Now they were awake. I slowly lowered my gaze toward my own warriors, who had already stopped at the entrance and were waiting for my command. I opened my mouth, and my cold voice exploded across the battlefield. “Warriors of the North…” A terrifying killing intent burst from my body. “Kill!”

The Kaweka sentries didn’t even know what hit them one second, they were standing guard, the next they were pinned to the dirt, Midnight warriors breathing threats into their ears. Aurora shifted back into human form as they reached the edge of the encampment. Clothes shimmered back into place over her skin, ceremonial threads woven with silver patterns that glimmered like a warning. Her hair was a firestorm around her shoulders, eyes blazing green with lethal purpose. The Kaweka warriors pulled away in fear as she stepped into the clearing. The moment her gaze found Rawiri, standing with a smirk in front of Jason’s prison, something inside her snapped. He had chained her mate. Hurt him. Thr

What… what was happening? Before I could ask, another warrior approached carrying a black cloak. Unlike mine… this one bore the silver crescent emblem of Silver Moon Pack stitched across the shoulder. The head warrior gestured, and the warriors immediately released me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground. The head warrior tossed the cloak toward me. "Wear it." I stared at him in confusion. "You have one hour." His voice was cold. "Leave Silver Moon territory before then. If you're found here after that..."

Her wolf was ready to shift but, she needed to wake everyone up. Asher and Axel woke up already, she dragged them outside…..they were coming close already. Asher squinted his eyes, and when he carefully observed those that were coming, he mind-linked all the warriors in the pack. “Manga is here, rise!!!!!!" He yelled. They all grabbed their weapons in the storage of the pack. The pack hadn't gotten a lot of weapons but at least, they had quite a number. Asher stared at Annatoria in the eye and when he could no longer find fear in her, they both nodded.

someone yells. Horns blast through the night. Warriors spill out of their tents, grabbing weapons, shifting into action, running. At the forefront, Damian's already transformed into his wolf form, his dark fur blending into the shadows. The rogues crash into our line like a relentless wave. Suddenly, the first injured start arriving before I’m even prepared. A warrior stumbles into the tent, his arm missing below the elbow, blood streaming down his side, soaking the ground. I grab him, pressing my hands to the stump.

End of flashback***** After reminiscing on the worst day of my life I decided to head out to training and work my anger, guilt, and sadness out on my sparring partner. I am quickly progressing and hoping to one day be the Top Female Warrior of the Rising Ashes pack, that is if I don't find my mate and leave this god forsaken pack.