Warrior Dogs Book Novels & Stories

The warriors followed suit, their teeth bared and their claws unsheathed as they charged towards moonshine pack. The pack was caught off guard, their guards and warriors unprepared for the sudden night attack. They snarled and snapped as they fought against my warriors who I had instructed not to kill unless it was unavoidable. The two sides clashed in a frenzy of fur and teeth, battle cries piercing through the night. The fight become more serious when more moonshine pack’s warriors joined in led by alpha Aragon. He was a massive wolf with pitch black fur. He growled and snarled when he faced me, his teeth bared. I growled as well, and my claws dug into the ground as I prepared for the atta

Axil smiled gently, "of course you were. I was reading a book on your human history. I'm trying to get up to date with all the events that have happened thus far, I'm sorry if I'm not of much help to you." "It's alright. I perfectly understand, that's a great idea. It saves us the trouble of explaining everything." I glanced back at the book I just gave up on, "I'm going to look for another book." Axil pushed his book aside and leaned into the table, crossing his arms on the surface, "before you do that... I've been curious." I looked back at him curiously. What was it that he wanted to ask now? "How much do you know about werewolves?"

Alpha wrapped his arms around my legs, stroking up my calf in soothing circles. This week, I’d have to Claim two soon to be kings, solve a murder, and prove my worthiness, when venturing into Wolve Empire for the first time. All of which filled me with a terror that made my jerremy curl around me like a cocoon. Yet nothing could save me from the true danger: if I messed up, I’d be the reason that the sorcereses and the wolves went to war.

All of it. I pressed my hand against the cabin door. The wood was rough, familiar. Inside, I kept supplies. Medicine. Food. Books my father would burn if he found them. This was my secret. My rebellion. The only thing in my life that was mine. The wind shifted. Blood. Fresh blood. Close. My wolf surged forward, alert. Someone was hurt. Someone was on our land. I should run back. Alert the patrol. But something pulled me forward. Something that made my heart race and my wolf pace anxiously inside my chest.

Few of them remained, and a cluster of three or four stood at the far end of the room with their heads bowed, either in fear or prayer. "What now?" Sam roared. A warrior knelt before him, his hair clutched in Sam tight grip. "You call yourselves the best White Wolf's Clan warriors? Why are you tucking your tails now? Are you fucking scared of us?" He twisted and slammed the warrior face into a nearby wall, again and again until blood smeared the surface and the warrior face caved in on itself. Melo chuckled. "Pitiful, pathetic authority. Who would have known their weakness was always the people? The very same people who committed crime against them! Their kindness will be their sweetest down

Hush, you are scaring him," said Eloy. Mithraos looked at Adharva for support. "It is an animal of the wild. Step back from him carefully," said Adharva. "We need to wait till his pack get here," said Eloy, applying more medicines to the wound. It was a golden jackal and from the smell of feces and urine, it looks like the established territory of a group of jackals. "They are opportunistic flesh eating animals," said Mithraos. "It is still a life," said Eloy. "Says the most decorated warrior of all time. Is it not hypocrisy?" asked Adharva irritated.

Rhychard canceled too many appointments to make him a reliable business. The Warrior popped the lid off his coffee to let it cool a bit as he watched a young yuppie walking his little Pomeranian. Not a man's dog by any sense of the word, but then again, he lived with a canine the size of a horse. Of course, Kree would sniff his nose at being compared to a dog. I am a coshey. Can dogs talk? No. They merely do pathetic tricks to please their owners and wag their tails. Most just lie around eating and defecating on the carpet. Then he would ask if they were going to get pizza that night for dinner. Rhychard didn't care what Kree said; he was an overgrown watchdog sent to babysit the human Warri

"Although I still have a lot to speak, we are not here to have this discussion here. What we need to concentrate on is our enemy. But before that, let me put forth a warning. From now on, if I hear one wrong word against women from any of you, then you will be answerable to my sword." As soon as these words left her mouth, audible gasps reverberated in the room. Everybody knew that Raelynn was the most formidable warrior in the kingdom of Volar and winning against her in a one on one battle was impossible, even for the other three Commanders. She was just the best.

Jade blurted out before she could stop herself. Jin seemed surprised for a moment, but then, burst out in laughter. He winked at Jade and whispered, “Old enough.” Embarrassed, Jade tried to find something to distract herself. And to avoid looking at Jin. “What do you think?” Jin said, breaking the silence. Finally getting over her shame, Jade cleared her throat and tried to look serious. “How?” “There is a legend around here… About the four Holy Beasts responsible for protecting the four kingdoms—”

‘Err, Hi General, er sorry to disturb you both, it's just, well, my friends and I were wondering’ Jack smiled encouragingly, ‘You want to know about the dogs?’ The young man sat down his face alight with interest, ‘So they are dogs?’ He asked and I turned my bright blue eyes to him and stood up shaking out my thick silky fur, ‘They are Wolf/Dogs, hybrids, half Wolf half German Shepherd, bred for their immense strength and incredible intelligence, I knew what was coming Jack loved to show off. ‘Would you guys like a demonstration? It would do them good to stretch their legs’