Warrior Mom Novels & Stories

"This is how we grew up. When you're a cool kid, you get two moms, and you gotta learn to be specific." He leaned against the counter. "We had a system. Katherine was 'Witch Mom' because she did all the magic stuff. Lauren was 'Wolf Mom' because, well, obvious reasons." He looked at Onika, then at Annie. "So in your case... Onika's clearly Wolf Mom. Easy. But Annie?" He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Immortal Mom? Fire Mom? Ember Mom? They all sound kinda weird, not gonna lie." Annie shot him a look. "Yeah, whatever."

I chuckled humorlessly, rubbing my temple as a sharp pain zipped in my head. "Must've forgotten." Mom frowned, "The best warriors come from the Night Walker pack. They send the warriors all over to help packs and fight rogues." Mom sounded so excited, so wistful. "I was one of their warriors once." Mom nodded proudly, a grin on her face as my eyes widened in surprise. "You?" I was speechless, "A warrior?" "I was." Mom grinned, "Not one of the best, but I was still a warrior. That's how I met your Dad."

“We are on your side, dear. Don’t be silly. We’re just teasing you! The deeds speak for themselves. Besides, your dad’s right. All the girls you’ve had before practically threw themselves at you. Maybe the Moon Goddess is giving you a challenge.” My mom was trying to explain in the gentlest way possible. A challenge. Hmm... I hadn’t thought about it that way. And knowing myself, I loved a challenge. I liked to win. That is how I ended up as a top warrior in our pack. "Mom's right! So, how are you going to swoon her?" Dad raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "I managed to get her to agree to lunch with me."

By the end of the our training, she was already sweaty and tired but her eyes were active and shiny while she looked at me in worship. "Emily, you are so good, but I have tried to improve my skills in vain for so many times but I could not. My mom had never supported my decision to join the pack's training session, but I did not relent so I am doing everything I could to prove to her that my decision is right and join the pack's official warrior without dying. So thank you very much." She explained. "But why would your mom be against your decision to become an official warrior by partaking in the tournament? Isn't it every parents' dream for their child to be an official warrior?" I asked, c

“When have you ever seen me inside of the safe room? You’ve seen me get the pack members in the safe room, yes, but once they were in the safe room, me and several warriors guarded and secured the packhouse. I have never let your father fight any battle alone. A Luna’s job is to protect and defend her pack. That’s why the moon goddess always gives an alpha a strong mate. I know I did not raise you to look at women as weak and needing to be protected.” “I know you are not weak, mom.” My mom just looked at me in exasperation and walked off to the table where Seleste and her family were sitting. Ben and the guys had been telling me over the last year that I didn’t truly know my mom. That’s not

I have a ceremony to prepare for and want my mom’s help. I make it outside the packhouse and see my mom hugging my dad before they part ways. Dad seems to be going to the warrior center. He has an office there since he’s the head warrior and spends a lot of time there. I wait until he is out of view and run up to catch Mom. I wrap my arms around her, and she jumps. “Tia, you scared me to death.” I click my tongue and roll my eyes. “Mom, we are wolves. There is no way that I scared you.” She wraps an arm around me and chuckles.

A few days later, Rose went back to see Miss Felicia. “My secretary said you wanted to see me again, what’s the problem? Felicia asked. “We were having a discussion a few days ago, before some man interrupted,” Rose said, eyeing her suspiciously. Felicia’s face hardened. “Miss Rose, please leave. This is not your business.” “It is my business,” Rose said firmly. “My son is a victim here, and I need a proper explanation.” “Look, I understand,” Rose said gently “I'm a single mother too. I've faced threats. But you cannot let them see you as weak.”

she said carefully, "I swear I will." I nodded, my heart thudding painfully. "Can you tell me about my mom?" Her expression shifted immediately. She blinked, as if I had slapped her. "Princess..." she said slowly, "you've never once asked about her. Why today?" "I don’t know," I said truthfully, shrugging helplessly. "I just... I need to know." Elizabeth pressed her hands together tightly before speaking. "Your mom was a warrior," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "Just like your father, who served as Beta of our pack.

dad laughs and cut the link. My parents are what you would call a power couple, since my dad is the Head Warrior, and my mom is one of the best Trackers in the pack. My parents are the best, they have always encouraged me make my own path. So, I did just that. I tried out a bunch of stuff but in the end, I was always drawn to fighting and protect others.

He asks, with what seems genuine interest. “Oh yeah, mama is from Black Rock Pack originally” I begin to explain, I see his eyes on mine, taking in my every word, “her Grandpa was one of their strongest warriors, led their training, when he met her Nana and had their first pup everyone assumed it would be a male to carry on the warrior family tradition, but they had a girl, my nanny but my mum’s Nana was a bit fiery, a bit of a feminist and was like why can’t she be a warrior? And her husband agreed, so my nanny trained as a warrior, my other side of mama’s family were warriors there too, so my Nanny and Grandad trained from being young as warriors like their papas” I looked to Knox to see i