Warrior Cat Oc Idea นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Catrina muttered. Terrick held Catrina" kitten this is not the life I want for you, in as much as I love you being strong and fearless, I don't want you wishing someone's death or thinking of killing someone. Leave that for me and the others, you just remain a kitten and let me be the big bad wolf” “But don't you want me to be part of your world? Like the others said, I have to be a Luna, stand by you in time of trouble and fight with you in time of war”

Her opinion didn't matter, Pomelia was his. "Warrior, Pomelia was a promising novice. She is sweet, kind and understanding. She is walking into a lions and going to your cesspool of a pack. Treat her with the respect she deserves or the goddess will have dire consequences," the woman threatened him, her eyes beginning to glow as she smiled, revealing her teeth.

If I wed a high society type, some asshole, I’ll be expected to pop out kids immediately and I could kiss my career good-bye. I continued to stare at my father, then dart my eyes to Leonard who looks smug as hell. “It’s already rigged isn’t it, there’s a certain one you both want me to pick,” I snap, crossing my arms. “No sweetheart, I swear. It will be a fair competition,” my dad replies. I snort at that. “We have made arrangements for Shadow Warriors to oversee security, ensure it is a fair competition and fight. One is a demon and telepath and two are shifters which will supply some muscle,” Leonard says, still with the grin of a liar.

"My mate rejected me too." I looked at him. "She said a man who wanted nothing but to become a warrior would never be worthy of her." A flicker of pain crossed his face before disappearing. "I'm sorry." "It's fine." He smiled faintly. "Because it helped me realize something." "What?" "If the place you're standing only brings you pain… leave it." I blinked. He looked at me. "What if I helped you become a warrior in another pack?" Another pack? A place where nobody knew me. Nobody would call me Empty Belly and nobody would laugh every time I walked.

And in that silence I looked at Austin, seated beside me at the war council table for the first time, and I thought, "five packs just declared war on one Omega who they are terrified of." They should be.

I watch the warriors drag the pretty omega away. I don’t know what came over me to say she was mine. My wolf likes her that much I know. The moment we saw her soaking her feet in the river, Obsidian wanted her. Her scent is appealing. Almonds and honey. She is pretty too, with rusty red hair to her mid-back. Her porcelain skin, honey brown eyes, and from what I can tell, nice body made her even more desirable.

There were over 50 packs in the kingdom of Astoria, including different shapeshifters, including werecats, panthers, foxes, bears, coyotes, wolves and lycans, and half of them were still not progressed enough to allow education for all, especially for their omegas who were forced to choose only the mediocre professions. But some of them, like Amelia's dad, Alpha Rolland, were progressive thinkers and they could sway the council votes to a majority with well placed incentives, and Adrian was already thinking of ways to convince them, as they walked out of the door. The sky had turned dark and the tall mountains looked eerily majestic. The air was strangely still and quiet and Adrian felt a ch

What kind of women-deprecating shit goes on in this pack? I sigh and shake my head. Then, the first warrior steps forward. He’s a brunette, broad-shouldered, thick-necked, and built like a freight train. He eyes my bloody claws. His gaze lingers on my canines before moving to my eyes. But the bastard’s smile is cocky, the kind that says he’s already decided I’ll last five seconds… ten if he’s feeling generous. As we square up, the air between us sharpens, charged with tension and silent judgment.

CHAPTER 26 “I want to see what weapons warriors use, I wanna be a warrior too” I managed to say, he chuckled against my neck. “You an omega? A warrior” He laughed and I had to hold myself from stomping on his feet. “Yeah, ” I mumbled. “Fine, I'll show you but trust me an omega is too weak to be a pack warrior” I nodded and he finally let go of me and I sighed in relief. He disappeared for a while and I took a stroll round his room, he was a neat guy.

“I want to end the war between us.” He paused mid-lift, his eyes flicked up to meet mine, and a mocking glint flashed in them. “War?” I nodded, thinking this was meant to be progress. “Was there ever a war, Kitten? You would need to have your wolf to even be considered an opponent. And even then, you wouldn’t be worthy. You haven’t even had your wolf’s dawn yet, so don’t kid yourself into thinking I would ever see you as someone worth fighting.”