Warrior Cats Adoptables Novels & Stories

Since you didn't want the job so much, you should have just quit and made room for me! The former best friends turned into mortal enemies. Or perhaps they had been enemies from the start. Neither of them would yield. They ripped out each other's hair, looking like they wouldn't stop until the other was bald. Moments later, security guards rushed over, separated them, and escorted them out. "Mr. Pearson, I heard that after Joanna and the others were fired, no other company dared to hire them. They've been job-hunting everywhere without success. "Now, they want to come back to work for the company. They've been showing up a lot these past few days."

I'm not even sure how to describe him. “Where to start, oh gosh. His name was Adam, and he was the definition of tall, dark, and sexy.” I say giving Audrey big eyes, and fanning my face dramatically. “He was very forward, not shy about telling me what he was thinking or what he wanted.” “Oh, I bet not,” she says wiggling her brows and giggling. “I wish you got pictures of these boys, Kat, so we could compare both your options.” I roll my eyes, drinking down the rest of my coffee.

No time to waste, we need to get over to my Pack fast. “Mari, what’s the hurry? And what was that back there? You’re only provoking them. They won’t aid us at all” Winter raises as we race down the stairs and outside the building to see my Chimera scaring the warriors to death with her indignant snarls. “What’s the need to count on them when we’ve got something worth a million Bears and Wild cats?”

The falls are beautiful and the view from the top is amazing. I count our first mate gathering a success as 26 pairs, or 52 wolves found their mates. Fifteen of those wolves are omegas from our pack. Of the remaining eleven, six are warriors and the other five are workers, one is a worker in the garden. She is mated to a warrior in the Canyon Ridge pack and has decided to move their where she and Maddison can begin building a garden for their new pack. Surprisingly, the warriors chose to stay in our pack, having the opportunity to build their own home and create a new life for themselves and their families. Thankfully, their mates agreed.

Third Person's POV Zoë and Sarah had always dreamed of building a family together. They shared a deep love for each other and wanted to extend that love to children. Over several late-night conversations, they decided they wanted to adopt. Their unique situation as a werewolf and human couple led them to a special decision: they would adopt one werewolf child and one human child. One evening, after dinner, they sat together on the couch, holding hands as they discussed their plans. "I really want to adopt a werewolf child from our pack," Zoë said, her eyes filled with determination. "There are so many who need a family after everything that happened with Drayka."

“My pussy cat smells so good.” Pandora flinched, slightly amused by Kingston’s continued sniffing of her scent. The man wasn’t alone. He’d brought three kittens; cute and adorable. If Pandora had to guess, the face and build of the hybrid cat resembled a puma, but its markings and stripes were like those of a cheetah. “I want to hold one.” They were still small. Not nearly as intimidating as Kingston’s other cats. Pandora picked one up. She stroked the cat’s soft fur. She giggled as Kingston’s intense gaze fixed on her.

Couchs sat against the large windows and a counter wrapped like a horse shoe in the back. "Go take a seat and find your kitten." He told her as he headed for the counter. Willow took a corner spot by the window, gazing around at the beautiful felines that roamed the room. From short haired to long haired. Maine Coons, Siamese, even a few Sphynx scurried about. Willow didn't want to seek one out, instead she wanted one to come to her. One that would recognize what she was and not run away. Like Tiki.

We walk out of the pack house and see our warriors have taken down about 70% of their warriors. Alastair starts heading back to the hospital to check on Katerina when a large brown wolf with a black front sock jumps in front of me and another just as large wolf thats also brown but with a grey sock comes from the side. By their size I can assume this is beta James and his son Jayce.

Workload has decreased now he’s got feelings for her, however, the journey’s getting harder from this point. “Let’s find her, Your Highness. For sure, she’s at the roofed deck, petting Ming.” Ming, her adopted kitten, which according to her had the same temperament as mine, yet their circumstances were alike because we found her right beside the snow-covered carcass of her mother.

In typical Jade fashion the reports are color coded, cross-referenced and she has included a flash drive to d******d all of it to my laptop. I notice right away that the more magical cats, “The Magi,” don’t mix often with the warrior groups. Sensing that this could hurt us as a pride I set out to remedy this. I partner up a warrior with a “Magi” and assign all to meet three times a week to brainstorm possible strategies. There are some new werecats that haven’t gotten too involved, that has to change as well. It would be all hands on deck for the foreseeable future. Everyone had something they could contribute. We are growing, but if we are to survive as a species, we are going to ne