Warrior Princess Samantha Packard Novels & Stories

I said and Mera laughs. Mera suddenly holds my arm and we stop walking. Since Samantha is looking at Henry as she talks. She bumps on Mera and me. I immediately hold unto my wound when the impact and Sammantha’s arm touch my wound. When Mera sees it she looks at Samantha with a burning glare. “I- I’m sorry.” Samantha said as she hides in Henry’s back as if Mera will bite her. “You’re Samantha Ravenwood, right? You know what, you look like someone familiar. Have you heard about Samantha Prime, Henry?” Mera said as she faces Henry and Samantha completely.

Sam was caring but she was also a wolf trained in combat. "Are you challenging me?" She asked in a cold voice. Fear flashed in Athena's eyes and she quickly bent her neck to the side, showing her submission. I scoffed. I really expected her to put up a fight. Quite disappointing. I will have to rethink the decision of putting her as the female head warrior. She was certainly not living up to the title. Samantha swiped her claws cutting her across the face. "Know your place and stay there" she turned back to me and smiled sweetly.

Ahmed stopped in his tracks, bewildered on seeing her. She stood there, posture speaking volumes of her pride and grace. For a 16 years unruly teenager she definitely looked sophisticated. The translucent swan like neck, the sharp cheekbones and jaw with a prominent angle, made her appear heavenly. Someone invincible, someone too out of reach. Someone you could only look upto and desire to touch but can never. Ahmed loved beauty and he loved chasing it. The two qualities of an unmatchable flirt. "Miss Khan?" She heard him speak.

“She might have gotten herself into trouble, I need to gather the warriors and find her immediately.” "Thank you, Emily," I responded. "If you recall anything unusual or any interactions she had before her disappearance, please inform me immediately. The omegas nodded, their expressions filled with determination. Leaving the pack's kitchen with a heavy heart, I made my way to the pack's meeting area, where the warriors gathered for their daily routines. I called for their attention, “Warriors of blue moon pack," Our beloved Samantha is missing. We must find her, and ensure her safety. We must protect everyone.

The plateau felt alive, its pulse heavy, as if the earth itself bled, yearning for the pack to shatter its curse. Samantha Lykos led the Dawn Pack across the plateau, her crescent-tipped staff gripped tightly, its oak scarred but warm, silver tip flashing in the moonlight, a beacon of defiance. Her auburn hair was braided, frost dusting its strands, glowing faintly, framing green eyes that burned with unyielding resolve, undimmed by Veyra’s escapes or the ravine’s wounds. Her leather vest was patched, thigh bandage tight, crescent moon tattoo pulsing silver on her collarbone, a war cry in her veins. The iron scent fueled her fury, the shrine’s runes a challenge, her pack’s fire her strength.

Even the icon for the power of the wolf nation, she could only lie in a white chest. "Princess, I waited for you so much, even when you were lying like this I still loved you," said a man. He is Samuel, or better known as Sam. He was secretly in a relationship with Arnanta's daughters Jeff and Brizel because he knew that the caste difference between them would definitely not be approved by Marcus. "I hope you come back in a different form,"

It was enough to make some of the warriors recoil in alarm. “This is an attack on the pack!” one of the elders growled. A group of warriors, led by none other than Cassius, emerged from the shadows, dragging a struggling figure into the clearing. Samantha. She was thrown to the ground, her clothes dusted with dirt, her arms pinned behind her back by two guards. “She did this,” Cassius announced. “I saw her near the storage chambers, and when I got closer, she was pouring wolfbane over the food!”

She smiles, “Yes. I didn't know whether I could trust you or not. But I knew.” I sigh, studying her, “can I ask you something?” When she gives me a questioning look, I asked, "your relationship with Anthony. Is any of it real?” Samantha closes her eyes for a heartbeat, “I did love him and while marrying him indeed did give me a cover, I did love him, coward as he was. My father was the leader of the Hunters. As was my brother. I didn't lie to you about how they died. Trying to protect me, they perished in the fire. But they had been training me since my mother died. I was a seasoned warrior by the time they died and I took over the Hunter clan.”

Samantha, to show her friends how powerful she is at twilight pack decided to humiliate Naya. "Slave! Come here!" Samantha called Naya. Milly arrived at that time too. "Hey friends, this is my Milly, my friend and my sister in-law." Samantha said smiling showing her complete teeth. "Nice to meet you all, and thanks for coming to celebrate with us." Milly replied and smiled nervously. "You are welcome pretty, can you use the sword? I heard all princess and prince of Werewolves packs can handle the sword very well." A guy said.

“And you are?” “Alpha Halgard, of the Rawthyme Pack.” He offered his arm in the official were greeting. She returned the gesture and spoke evenly. “Well Halgard, I don’t recall where you are from either, but to ease your conscience, I am from a small pack near Miami, broke ties with it, and created a safe haven for members of other packs that are unhappy in their current situation.” “You steal members of other packs?” Paladin exclaimed. Samantha gave a harsh laugh. “I would hardly call it stealing when they come of their own volition. Wouldn’t you agree Paladin?”