Warrior Cats Couples Novels & Stories

This will take some getting used to. “Hello everyone. Welcome to Blood Moon Pack. I am Alpha Clark, this is my beta, James, and my gamma Francis. The one wrapped around your warrior is my little sister Yvette.” I emphasized little sister staring at the warrior. He had the decency to blush. Councilman Barinel introduced the team with him. My sister’s mate is called Warrior Peace. Everyone knows Seleste, apparently. The other warriors are introduced. The other three are twins, San and Drew, and their mate, Talia. I had heard that identical twins share a mate. I guess that is true. Legend has it that Identical twins share a soul, so they have only one mate between them. It looks like it works w

“Awesome. Now let’s talk logistics. Since you’re a mate-reject and you live with your parents, it makes the most sense that we move in together.” I snatched my hand back. “Wait, what?” “Warriors date to claim. We don’t date for fun, Vivid. Everyone has to think we’re serious. We’ve known each other a long time. They wouldn’t be surprised and would actually expect this of us and be more surprised if we didn’t.” “It’s a tradition since when there were wars all the time and warriors had to settle down and claim and breed quickly. Now warriors are taught to be serious and never fraternize.”

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.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Shadow still managed to smile as he replied, "What better way to prepare for war, than binding more people to us? And I know two, in particular, that would be more than happy to call themselves Howling Warriors." With that decided, the Alpha couple settled down to tackle some last-minute paperwork when a thunderous roar could be heard coming from Lucy's office and all Hell broke loose.

Karson intercepted him, slamming the attacker into the ground with bone-crushing force. We moved like we had been fighting together for years. Decades. Reading each other's movements without conscious thought. When I pushed forward, he covered my back. When he charged, I protected his sides. It should have felt strange. We had barely spoken for five years. Had spent most of our marriage as strangers living in the same house. But our wolves knew each other. Had always known each other. This was what we were meant to be. The attackers kept coming. Wave after wave. For every wolf we brought down, two more seemed to take its place.

Frowning, I thought about what he had to say; the possibilities of what could come next frightening me more than anything else. “It was clear that they were both powerful werewolves with a special aura that could only be described as Alpha. It was something you could sense, like electricity in the air and interfering from their fight would only make things worst.” I felt a lump forming in my throat, watching the two of them still intensely engaged in their battle with no signs of ceasing anytime soon. Each emotion was heightened, anger and frustration so thickly present in the air that it felt suffocating. The verbal feud kept going round and round, arguments back and forth without any real

I think it is in the woods. "Alpha Kai," Beta Gunner is yelling at me. I growl as I run toward him and the new warrior. "Beta Finn," I say as I extend my hand to shake his hand. He seems a little stand-offish, but I guess he just got here, and that is to be expected. "Alpha Kai, thank you for taking my wife and me," Beat Finn says. "Your wife is with you? Where is she?" I ask, just out of curiosity. I really do not give a shit about where his wife is or what she is doing. I just do not think they will be here long. There are not a lot of married wolves here.

“Although he rejected me earlier, just being so close to him and having a conversation with him—his indifferent smile, his charming voice—it’s all moving me so deeply.” “Too bad, he’s already married. If he was single, we might still have hope.” Orchid sighed and said, “As long as Supreme Warrior wishes it, I’ll do anything for him. I really wish to bear his child and be his woman! Life will be worth living being the woman behind him!” “Yes, he’s married, but perhaps you can be his mistress? I know a warlord that just came home for a month and already got himself three wives. It can’t be helped. They’re way too charming!”

I have to focus and fight the stupid heat before I lose my mind. There's no one out there to help me. Or there are a few men, but all of them know what's the only thing they can do to stop this, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Being a cat shifter freaking sucks; I can tell you that much. Wolves pair up with their mates and go down with their business, but we aren't blessed with such extras as mates, so most cats just pair up with someone who's close by, which is a thing I strongly object to.

Before I can decipher the shade of brown or make out any other features, Marcus drives into the territory, while Viola whines incessantly, wanting to go back. “Listen, Nora,” Marcus grumbles, glancing at me, “if you can’t behave tonight, you will leave me no choice but to put you into council warrior training.” “You wouldn’t,” I gasp, facing him, but his expression is serious. Even more so than when I wrecked Hazel’s car. Council warriors are in for life, and take a vow of celibacy. They wear scent blockers to hide their scents from their mate, and it sounds like the loneliest existence. It’s also a last resort for unruly wolves. Instead of turning them rogue, it’s essentially a prison sente