Warrior Cat Oc Novels & Stories

Leno said pointedly. I fold my arms in front of me. “Anything else, Beta Leeeeeno,” I said, scoffing while dragging his name. He stepped forward, standing in front of me. “You know you are lucky it was me and not my mate,” he said, grinning menacingly. I visibly shudder. I am not a warrior. I barely went through the training to shift our first time. But Nora came from another pack. She is scary in combat. I gulped and nodded. “Good, you do have a guard outside. Just ask him what you need, and we will get it,” he said while he walked away, his back to me, waving his hand.

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.

However, the screams only got louder. I sat on the bed and covered my ears but then I heard a male voice saying, "you are just an omega, whereas I am a warrior who fights for and protects this pack. Consider it a privilege that I want to fuck you and satisfy my lust." I closed my eyes as my blood began to boil. The omega cried, "please, I beg you to let me go. Leave me alone." I heard the warrior punch her and warned, "shut the fuck up and don't provoke me. All the warriors are busy and no one will be able to help you. I choose this location because it's far from the main pack.

"Look what we have here. Poaching our omegas again, Kat?" Kat bared her teeth, her hackles raising instinctively. "They are not your omegas. We take what we want from these lands." The warrior chuckled darkly. "Not anymore. Your pack has gotten greedy, and now you'll pay the price." He lifted his hand in signal, and the other warriors closed in.

The excitement in the warrior's voice piqued River's curiosity and he lifted his head and peeked out at the warrior. A smile quickly spreads across the warrior's face when he finally gets a look at the Omega's face. "Oh my, you're the cutest thing ever!" The warrior said and River smiled "How old are you? I have a little brother who might be around the same age and he's an omega too. Maybe you guys can hang out." "I just turned 18," River stated proudly. "Joey is 17, I bet you two would get along. If you want, I can bring him tomorrow." The warrior said and River's face lit up, excited to meet another Omega. He quickly nodded his head and the warrior smiled as he reached up and roughed his h

Her omega wolf is no different from any other omega who wants me to fuck them like there's no tomorrow. She came to the training area today. I don't know why; Omega is not even a fighter. Right at that moment, when I looked over at her once more, I spotted my beta, Zeke, walking up to her. He handed her something. "What is it?" She asks Zeke opened the box. It was a tiny blade. And Catrina accepted it with a bright smile. My jaw tightened. I walked over to the armory and pulled out a long, silver-edged spear. My pack does not use fake weapons during training. I want my warriors to become accustomed to their weaknesses so they can learn to tolerate them. It will make them more powerful.

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.

I can feel my tears forming and dropping. Please, don't take him away from me! Please! And I finally drift into painful unconsciousness! ****** *WILLIAM* “From my observation, it seems that the warriors will all be coming from the strongest Packs of different cardinal territories. Hera came from Aquatic of the South,Aurora from Greenspan of the west and Zoe from Mystic of the East. Now, the fourth warrior Iris will for sure come from the strongest Pack of the South, Bronchus.” Zack states in length.

I noted. ​"He did," Marcus confirmed. "He plays the ruthless mercenary, but he takes care of the men who bleed for him. It's a rare trait in a Warlord." ​Because she's not a Warlord, I thought, the phantom thread in my chest pulling taut. She's an Omega who knows what it feels like to be abandoned by her pack. ​"General Vesh!" I called out, my voice carrying over the clash of shields. ​The Warlord paused, turning the terrifying visor toward me. The entire yard fell silent. Two hundred Blackwood wolves and five hundred Legionnaires snapped to attention, waiting to see if their Alpha and their General were about to tear each other apart.

Glossary: Primum venari = first hunt - Machaera leonem = saber lion *~~~* Viper watched in utter annoyance and anger as the tholus shift into the obstacle of death. He was well aware that whatever his mate faced was not going to be easy, but he hadn't known his uncle would go all out in such a fashion. His earlier rage with the older male only intensified. Only those titled as elite honored warriors ever used it to train.