Warrior Cats Queen Novels & Stories

Herald the cat seemed to tire of the censored talk as he said, “Alissa, there is not much time. The Queen of Cards is a merciless woman, she sends out troops from time to time to capture spoils and creatures of the land and she either uses them for furniture or chops off their heads! “Herald!” Mr Duck protested. “No, she must know,” Herald retorted. “There is chaos whenever she is present, death and destruction, and that awful ghastly creature she commands!” Herald began to groan and visibly shake. Mr Duck comforted him and led him away. “He gets like that whenever he talks about the Queen of cards.” I heard from behind me. I turned to find the twins hurdled closely so that their breasts per

Then, only silence, but then I hear steps approaching me, “Poissonaro, you don't have to worry. I only have eyes for my queen, the human doesn't mean anything to me. At any moment, she will become pregnant and start breeding my warriors. That is the only thing that keeps her alive. " The queen spoke next, "That is right, Clan leader, my king only has eyes for me. And as a demonstration, our master will let you all play with her. As long as you do not damage her irreparably, it has cost us a bit of work to bring her back to health."

“My people need a leader, Mother. Not a fragile bond, not a hollow promise. They need me… whole, awake and capable. I can rule them myself.” Valia risked a peek through the slats. Princess Catherina stood with her arms folded, head high despite the pallor beneath her skin. The Queen looked older than her years, her silver crown glinting faintly in the mistlight. The tension between them was raw, heartbreaking.... and deeply human. “Child… you know nothing of what you speak. I have been alive for far longer than you have and I have seen wolves desperate and rogue. It's dangerous.”

Queen gave her last warning and looked at everyone for the last time got up from the gathering and went out of there. And a day came when the power of the Queen doubled. Because the Queen got not one, not two but five mates. This was the biggest and most pleasant shock of her life for Queen. Those four mates were strong male alphas from different packs. Queen's fifth mate was a girl who was Alpha's daughter. Along with Queen, other mates also did not want to leave their pack.

They all formed a closed circle around me so they could all hear me. “Ok I know they have one of the warriors on their team but it’s going to be ok. You know how I know?” I asked and they all shook their heads. “Because I’m the Queen remember? And you and you and you are all queens, and all you boys are the alphas.” I started to see smiles appear on across their faces. “Now last time I checked, Queens and Alphas outrank warriors right?” “YEAH!” They all shouted together.

Nash informed. “What is happening?” the voice asked. “I did what you asked, now touch me and let me touch you,” the man growled. “I will be anything for you, Luna…” “Sure, I will touch you, after all, a promise is a promise, but I didn’t promise where I will touch you,” I spoke as I walked up to him, “And I am not Luna…” I growled as I extended my claws and pressed them right where he was pushing a blade on my mate’s throat. “I am a Queen… I am the Alpha Queen…”

I rolled my eyes at him. "You and Nate are hiding something. I don't like it." "I have nothing to hide from you, but I don't need to answer to you either." "Careful...." Ryker's eyes were flicking gold at his rage. He was filled with an overwhelming need to protect Elena and his wolf didn't like anyone close to her. I knew I should tread carefully, but I couldn't help myself either. She would never belong to one person, she was our Queen. "I don't think the princess would like you beheading her friends." Chris cut in taking another big swig of his whiskey. I smiled at him, knowing he felt an odd concern for me.

Another man stood with him… Carter, one of his oldest friends and former patrol Beta from Ashenclaw. I would have walked away normally. But then I heard her name. Aluna. I froze immediately. Wilson leaned heavily against the desk, rubbing a frustrated hand over his face while Carter watched him carefully. “You need to stop thinking about her,” Carter said quietly. Wilson laughed once. A bitter sound. “You think I don’t know that?” My stomach tightened instantly. Carter frowned. “She’s married now. She’s the Queen of Wolves.” “I know what she is,” Wilson snapped. Silence followed briefly.

Morgan lets go of my hand and rushes to the tiny female who greets her with open arms and an equally wide smile. I watch as they embrace each other, standing awkwardly as they gush over one another. Gathering that this was the queen of the werecats I had heard about. “Tawny this is Leneve, daughter of the great Nyctimus. And Rhett’s mate!” Morgan says excitedly gesturing for me to come meet the queen of the big cats. I hold my hand out to the tiny female, “A pleasure to meet you, your highness.” The tiny female takes my hand with a welcoming smile, “Any mate of Rhett’s is already a sister to me.” She tells me.

And that, she knew, was something truly special. As she sat there lost in thought, she felt something rubbing against her leg. She looked down and saw Zowie, her cat. The little orange and white fluff ball seemed to be trying to comfort her. Catherine smiled and picked up the cat, holding it close to her chest. Maybe being a queen wouldn’t be so bad after all. She was always up for any challenge, and this was certainly the biggest challenge of her life. But she was determined to make the most of it and to make the people proud.