Warrior Cat Apprentice Ceremony Novels & Stories

Do they realize the trauma they're forcing me to visit? The poison in the handcuffs makes my hands numb and itch uncontrollably. When the office doors open, that's what I try to focus on, not on the fourteen people staring at me. There's a rule in the Council: every candidate to an alpha position must attend the meetings accompanied by the warrior of that said pack, which means if this was a normal meeting, my father would be standing behind Devin.

I inhale, feeling the air burn in my lungs. Then I speak. “I claim the title of Alpha,” I say, voice ringing across the hall. “Not because I want power—but because this pack deserves someone who will fight for them with everything they have.” A powerful thrum rolls through my chest—my wolf rising in agreement. Rowan nods once. “Then let the ceremony begin.” --- The Ritual of Recognition The torches dim. The elders gather around me in a circle, chanting the old words of allegiance. Energy ripples through the air, brushing over my skin like static.

Warriors paraded, showing off their skills and their finest uniforms. Then finally, a huge vessel of water was hoisted above the crowd. A warrior took the ancient golden axe of Kitah and struck the vessel. It broke, dousing the crowd in water- symbolic of the new life for everyone in the Kingdom. The ceremony lasted for a week. They all wine and dine together and the following week everyone was back to their normal life.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

And I was about to witness it all unfold, uncertain of the outcome. "It is settled, the first challenge will commence in 24 hours. Warriors, uncuff them and show them to their separate quarters, away from the Alpha because we don't want them committing the forbidden act before the blood bond initiation ceremony." Elder Leon snickered and I couldn't help but secretly vow to myself that I would find a way to make them both win. No matter the perils that lay ahead, I would fight for a love that defied traditions. My heart belonged to both brothers, and I couldn't bear losing either of them.

I think something about the Litha ceremony had him on edge. "All done," Orion's voice ripped me back to reality. I felt his grossly wet thumb touch my cheek and opened my eyes to see him smudging off the paint around my warrior marks. All members of this pack that reached a certain point in training had the chance to receive them. There were three levels of our rankings and when you advanced you earned one. Orion, Silas, and I had gained all three.

I stayed close to the edges, keeping my head down and my slender frame hidden in the oversized clothes. Alpha Harlan's voice rang out again from the platform as he walked along the edge, addressing the whole group. "Remember why we do this ceremony every year for wolves turning eighteen. It awakens the deeper wolf spirit, tests bloodline power and shows who can stand with us against outside threats. The Moon Goddess blesses those who prove worthy, Elder Selene will guide the shifts one by one.“ Pause, looked around, “Make me proud, pack."

The stone was cool against my back despite the furs, grounding me in the reality of what was about to happen while the stars wheeled overhead. "The Breeding Ceremony begins," the High Priestess announced solemnly to all assembled. "Kael, war chief of our people, you will take her first as befits your station." Kael stepped forward from the line of warriors, his massive cock already fully hard and jutting proudly from his powerful body. I watched him approach with eager anticipation, my pussy clenching instinctively in readiness for his invasion. He was the war chief, the leader of all our warriors, and it was right and proper that he should claim me first.

But she stood in the pack's burial meadow through all three ceremonies, and she did not look away from any of them, because she had asked these wolves to hold a line and they had held it and she owed them her full presence. Damian stood on her right. Asher, to the quiet surprise of the assembled pack, stood on her left. No one commented on it. Which meant everything. The first ceremony was for a young male named Cole, nineteen years old, newly transitioned, who had been in his third week of warrior training when the call came. He had, Eric had told them during the interrogation, been someone Eric was planning to recruit for Vance's intelligence network. Cole had refused that part had not mad

Even if she wasn't, she made sure not to mingle with everyone else but she was respected by everyone for her work ethic. “But I'm certain she'll show in today's ceremony, after all, it's compulsory.” “Will you attend?” I asked quietly. “No, I have to look over the girls especially the unmated girls. It's dangerous for them to roam around when the ceremony starts.” I looked at the wall clock. 6:30pm. It wasn't intense untill 9pm when the influence of the moon would start showing. The top warriors of Shadow Ace had to be present during the ceremony regardless of gender.