Warrior Cats Queen Novels & Stories

Her aura was that of a queen that made them feel the urge to bow to and submit, she then smirked and said, "but what else can I expect from indiscipline, hooligan alphas like you, who dared to think that they can surpass me. Pfft-" Ashely laughed while the four alphas shivered with maddening rage and wanted to rip her to shreds but angering her can lead to the annihilation of their packs so they heard everything quietly while looking down, faces red, teeth gritted. "A pest will always remain a pest. No matter how close a dog is to its master, a dog will always be a dog. Now tell me, how are you all going to pay me back for the damage you have caused to my pack and my warriors?"

Queen shot both of them dead, before returning to the white door to make sure it was locked. She moved five children to one bed, making it six, and another five to another bed. Now all twelve children were in two beds. Although they were not lying comfortably, Queen knew it was only a matter of time before they regained consciousness, so the discomfort was unavoidable. She began pushing them out. At this point, one of the men she had shot, who didn't die, struggled to take out his phone and began to call Christopher Stallion. Since he was in an important meeting, Christopher hung up and refused to take the call. With his last strength, the underling sent him a text message that read, "We are

I wore the pure black Alpha Queen's battle robes, scepter in hand, and walked step by step up to the throne. The Grand Elder carefully held the garland that symbolized a fated mate and asked cautiously, "Alpha Queen, shall we select a worthy mate for you from other packs?" I stared at the garland. Once, I had humbled myself to the very dust just to obtain it. But now… I reached for the garland and casually tossed it into the nearby fire. The flames consumed the vibrant flowers. "No need." I sat on the throne, overlooking the dense sea of werewolves below, my golden eyes reflecting the blazing fire.

I said, “but we’ll find her.” My Beta jumped to write down everything that I could remember, so we could issue a notice. I would find her. She was my mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. She would be the Luna Queen. The only one.

Equal to equal. Every wolf felt every other wolf’s pain. Their hope. Their fear. The hierarchy broke. Not with violence. With understanding. The last two Warlords dropped their weapons. Knelt. “My Queen,” they said in unison. Silence. Luna stood in the center of the courtyard, surrounded by kneeling wolves. Valen behind her, breathing hard but alive. Damian at her side, hand in hers. She was Queen of Both Moons. And the war was over. Valen didn’t speak for a long time.

I don’t miss as Kyria’s face pales and a small wave of fear comes off of her at the mention of the two Beta warriors of their Pride, however, I will have to address that a little later as I ask my next question. “Why the need for dominant female warriors? From my understanding, all female WereCats are extremely good fighters no matter what their rank.”

Her scent would be mixed with ours and she would be our queen. As I gazed at our little mate with her beet-red cheeks, I couldn't help but chuckle. She was adorable! All I wanted to do was wrap her around in my arms and kiss every inch of her. I didn't particularly appreciate that she had to be training in the scorching heat with all this dirt around her. She was our doll, our queen, and no queen should be around such environments, but from the information we had gathered on her, she was a fantastic warrior and had picked all her electives in warrior training as well. Not to mention how she ran those laps better than most shifted students. How she ran those laps without breaking a sweat init

"Well, let's just say it won't be pretty." "No!" I pulled against the chains, ignoring the pain. "You're lying!" "Am I? Right now, your friends are dying. Warriors who trusted Damon are being slaughtered. All because he was too busy chasing after you to protect them." Tears burned my eyes. Was she right? Was this really all my fault? "Oh, don't cry," Catherine said mockingly. "It'll all be over soon. Once the Queen decides what to do with you." "The Queen?" "The Council's new leader. She's... special. Almost as powerful as a True Alpha. But no one knows her identity for now.." Catherine stood up. "She will be here tomorrow to see you in person.”

The werewolf warned Leah. "Wait a minute! What's your name?" interrupted Leah. She held the man back for a moment. The man turned his head as Leah's hand grabbed him. Oops! Leah hurriedly released her grip. She didn't want him to misunderstand her. "Jack," the man told Leah. "Jack, nice name too," Leah replied with a murmur. "By the way, is your leader a werewolf too?" she asked curiously. Jack glanced at Leah somewhat irritated by her stupid question. "Alpha is our leader here. Including the king in our kingdom. Do you understand?"

Someone who would do anything to keep them safe, even if that meant delegating authority to someone else. Alex goes to the room and takes a shower. After drying off, he lies down next to Kat, trying not to wake her. Kat turns over in bed and snuggles into his chest. Micky was right. Alex was responsible for keeping the queen sane, not letting her get stressed. He was responsible. Micky had always been the most playful of the two. Micky was the perfect choice to lead that war. He and Kat had to stay in the background. Kat, because she was not a warrior, and was small and fragile in her womb, had the pups of both alphas, and he, because if any wolf on earth would defend Kat with his life, it w