Warrior Cats One Eye Novels & Stories

I nervously replied to the man, he just smirked at me as if he didn't believe me. "Let me see your wolf's eyes," the man commanded causing me to swallow my saliva in immense nervousness. I slowly lift my head until our eyes met and I showed him Kodaline's eye color. "Your eyes are still blue, it's either you're a new rogue or you've never killed anyone before." The man said and looked at the other warriors as if they were talking using their pack's mind link.

It's then that I lock eyes with the same eyes of the golden wolf . Onix is jumping up and down howling , MATE! He says as our eyes lock . Her eyes are glowing, signalling that her wolf is present , her body freezes . She has a small frown on her face , her face relaxes and she gives me a nod . She acknowledges me , she actually acknowledges me . My wolf is looking at our mate like a love sick puppy . I must admit she is the most beautiful female i have ever seen , she has an edge to her . I manage to drag my eyes from her just as the other opponent enters . I watch my mate roll her neck with her eyes shut , if you look closely she is saying a prayer , I think properly to the goddess . She o

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.

Eyes turning blue, I mind link Rowena, knowing that she won't listen to me, but I had to try, “ I'll give you an opening, make a run for it. “ “We fight together,” she replied firmly. From the corner of my eye, I saw a warrior lunge, and I met him halfway, shifting, bones cracking painfully, fur pouring out. A massive white wolf slammed into the warrior with enough force to send him flying across the forest. In the same spot, Rowena got ready to call her wolf. It was the first time she had fought since she started her training with Lucian and me. The warriors could sense her uncertainty, but beyond all that, there was no fear. She shifted into her own white wolf with glowing purple eyes.

YOU BETTER CONFESS OR I WOULD SHOW YOU NO MERCY. I looked at them with fearsome eyes, ones I never wanted my mate to come across. They were all standing in rows, clear for me to spot even the slightest movement anyone made. From the rear back I caught a pair of red eyes staring at me, and in the next moment, it was gone. I passes across the pack members nudging them in the shoulders, to capture this man. But when I reached the end it was as though the warrior was under some spell. Because his eyes were back to normal, and he was a total loss as to what was happening to him.

Liza answered. More pack members came in and took their seats. The lead warrior came in last; he was a tall and big wolf with broad shoulders and huge arms that looked like they would rip every shirt he wore. He took his seat next to PJ but his eyes were fixed on Zoe, he followed every movement she made with his eyes, he was staring to a point that others noticed, even JP. ‘Stop staring at her this much, you will make her uncomfortable.’ JP mixed linked the warrior.

Nero whispered under his breath. It was a very cute white little cat. Its eyes have two colors, the left one has the color of the amethyst while the right one has the same color as the sky on a fair-weather day. It has a long, silky, inched-long fur. White as the moon's reflection on a tranquil lake. Nero slowly went out in his hiding. When the other cat saw him, it was stunned for a while as it stared back at him. They started the staring contest. After a while, the white cat initiated the action.

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

The growls shook the ground as two fierce wolves slammed into each other, attacking relentlessly. But the warrior couldn’t stand for longer. That wolf aimed at his throat, its claws tearing downward. The warrior screamed as a brutal crack followed, shattering his sternum. My breathing stopped. The darkness threatened to take over me, but I pushed myself, focusing on that wolf’s face with my last shred of strength. Moonlight illuminated half his face, a strange mark covering his eye. I barely got a better glimpse of it when everything exploded into darkness once again.... … “Kate!”

Immediately, going inside, I only had a second of relief before I realized there was a warrior standing there with a baseball in his hand. Jasper looked at me before looking at the warrior. He could only see out of one eye and it looked like he took a few more balls to the chest but he was alive. The warrior dropped the ball and came after me.