Warrior Cats Adoptables Novels & Stories

We had interrogated Gunner, his Beta and his son numerous times but since there never seemed to be a reason for him to invade, and there was never any direct evidence, we were not able to hold a trial. Within seconds of tying my boots I felt a tug and relaxed myself, allowing Angel to pull me through her teleport. I was instantly standing in a field with ten other Shadows around, vampires and wolves were the usual fighters. Tonight I noticed we also had Chance, a shape shifting tiger who was one of the most badass warriors you could ever ask for … I certainly never wanted to be on his bad side. Chance was over 50 years old and unmated. I didn’t know his age exactly, I just knew he hadn’t fou

She looked like she had searched for a safe place with her chest injured and then she could not get up again. Her visit to the vet was another chaotic trip as cameras flashed everywhere she went. Hybrids were extremely rare, and there was only one spawn of an evil vampire king: her. She was not sure how to live with this sudden popularity while she was broke and would have to work. Would they follow her on her hunting trips? She groaned. Since animal control was going to put the cat down, she had no other choice but to adopt her. Her being an adorable cat was a plus. She stepped out of the clinic and put the cat basket down gently.

“You’re on edge? I was just tackled and held down by a zoo’s worth of cats. If anyone’s got an excuse to be on edge, it’s me.” “Here,” the tiger shoved his way through the crowd. “Look, I’m going to make this simple. The cats are at war. Half follow Tera, half follow me. We need to bring you to our part of the city so that Tera’s people will abandon her in favor of us. We want peace—they want to keep fighting. “I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth, Tiger.” My fists clenched, preparing for the fight. “Go f—”

The elderly werecat returned with a toothy grin of his own, unaffected by Stefan’s. Stefan sat back in his seat and motioned to Clarissa, while asking, “Is that the deal?” Clarissa nodded. “The deal is you will adopt her into your tribe as one of your own. She will receive the same love and respect as someone born here.” The werecat eyed her suspiciously. “Is that all?” Clarissa opened her mouth to agree but Stefan interrupted her, while lounging in his seat. “She will also receive 100 gold coins and an official apology for the grievous murder of her father.”

to train with the best and those who pass all of the tests in six months will become an official warrior that patrols and guards our pack village and city which is surrounded by the forest boarders, the deep forest is widely known for its unmerciful rogues that like to attempt to capture and kill pack wolves. If we pass, we also have the chance to take on extensive training and move up to be Palace guards, which is an honorable and very respected position, they guard the Alpha and Luna, their daughter Florence and future Alpha Layton which was my best friend Dakota’s dream, mine was just to be a skilled warrior like my dad. I've been waiting for this moment ever since I was little when I fir

The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision. “Woah! I think that cat’s overdue for a nap.” He said with a chuckle, glancing towards Lyra and motioning to the attacking animal. The wild cat flailed, its sharp teeth gnashing at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. With a grunt, he swung the creature to the side with a force that sent it tumbling into the wet grass. The wild cat’s body flickered like a mirage for a moment, but it recovered quickly, spinning around and launching itself at the warrior once more, its body a blur of twisted motion.

“I can see why you don’t want to give him up.” “He’s a lover. I wasn’t sure how the other cats would react to him, but they get along fine. The other three are all females and boss this fat guy around.” I walk inside, letting Neville jump out of my arms. “They’re all from the same litter. Someone a few floors down found them in the alley and as soon as I saw them, I couldn’t resist.” A little voice in my head is yelling at me to stop talking about cats. “They’re easy to take care of and keep me company.”

We stay like that for a good minute before he turns around to snarl at the trees. Between two oak trees, a pack of werecats yowls at us. Their bodies are entirely human except for the hair covering their skin and their faces of different cat species—some look like lions, while others resemble tigers or panthers. Their chests are bare, muscular, and hairy. But what they all have in common is the ready-to-kill expression. I brace myself, ready to summon flames. But unfortunately, they outnumber us. Victory seems hopeless, which is why I find it endearing that Blake appears unwilling to leave my side—he is standing so close I could touch him.

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.

A cigarette was sticking out of his mouth, and his Beta stood by his side, watching me with narrowed eyes. Todd has never been too fond of me. It's probably because he's a misogynistic bastard who's bitter. After all, the strongest warrior in the pack is a woman—a woman who put his sorry ass on the ground a million times. What the hell was what, Regina? Why would you announce another raid on the Moon Crescent pack in front of the warriors without informing me? I looked like an idiot! I had a right to know! Last time I checked, the mate to the Alpha shouldn't necessarily be informed of things of this severity.