Novel & Cerita Warrior Protector Guardian Angel

Alma had never experienced this, though the young girl stared at Alma with excitement and curiously, Alma could also see that the same eyes had two meaning. Her eyes were clearly screaming, “read my future, I dare you.” Alma smiled at the young girl, she would rather not show that she feared the seven-year-old. “Alma, did you ever see the protectors?” The young girl asked as smiled brightly at her. “Yes, and I'll tell you the story” Alma said as she smiled at the girl. “The protectors are the chosen ones of the Sovereigns. They are the strongest, fastest and most powerful of each race,” Alma wheezed out, trying to suppress a cough.

"Just know that if you need a place to stay, you are always welcome here." "Thank you, but I prefer not to align with any pack right now," Hayden said as he took in what Tate said. "I might be welcome by you, but one of your guards, a large, brutish man who is working tonight, is far from welcoming to me, and it makes me question what he is like to others." "That would be Chuck. I will have him pulled off all gate duty from now on. You are not the first to have issues with him." Voices growing louder inside made the Alpha Tate sigh. "It sounds like I'm needed inside. Safe travels, Hayden, and remember what I said."

I give a small nod for Penelope and Iris to know that I understand and for the Alpha to continue. "Knowing that, it confirms my thoughts. Raven is the warrior of the moon and Penelope must be your Protector. Penelope being an Omega makes it weird that she would be your protector. Protectors are only the strongest wolves, those that are just barely able to keep up with their warriors. They are usually only those of high rank. Were you born an Omega or demoted to become one?" He asks Penelope with curious eyes.

"Come on, you can't be soft for him too. I dealt with enough of that when it came to Acacia! The sins are evil, you can't trust them." "I don't trust you, you came out of nowhere and saved me. For all I know you just did that so I would trust you. I have no reason to trust you." Angel's jaw hung open. "I'm your protector, your mentor, I'm always by your side!" "No, Eros is my protector, he's been trying to keep me safe int his crazy world, though I didn't agree with his methods, and he's always been my by side as my cabbit companion. To me you look like the copy."

I open my mouth, worried why he came when I asked him to protect Angel. “She’s safe,” he says. Relief slams through me. I nod, knowing he wouldn't lie to me. The four elite guards step out of the shadows behind him, their expressions cold and lethal. They circle around me. The battle erupts instantly. I meet the first wolf head-on and crush its throat. Blood sprays. A second one leaps, and my claws split its ribs. My elite guards move like shadows, ripping through warriors with brutal efficiency. Dad kills with old, patient strength, each strike precise.

A wave of voices rose together, raw and reverent. “Hail the protectors!” one called. “Glory to the Alpha blood!” another shouted. The air vibrated with chants and bows as every warrior pressed their heads low to the ground. They hailed Lisa, the children, and the brothers—Enzo, Ash, Atlas, and Kael—as saviors who had delivered them from the darkest threat in living memory. For a moment, none of them moved. Enzo stood tall with Lisa in his arms, his gaze sweeping across the mass of loyal warriors, his expression carved with exhaustion and resolve.

“Is there something you’re not telling me, mate?” “You know what I know so far, but I doubt Dylan knows about the wolf spirit.” “What is wolf spirit?” Luka asked. “Guardians. They are spirits and protectors who restore balance in our world. Like a wolf spirit, for example, the spirit comes to a person with a pure heart, and that person becomes the protector, but they are powerful enough to make humans extinct,” Dylan replied. I don’t believe it until I see one. I believe they walk amongst us and protect the human race and underworld when in endmost threat.”

The wounds would heal, anyway. "You're lucky," Falcon had told me earlier. He was our best healer, even with his latent disinterest and dead eyes, always tired, full of dark circles. "If any of those arrows had hit your spine, I wouldn't have had much to do." And he knew very well that I would rather die than no longer be able to protect the pack. If I was incapacitated for long, some rival might appear. Someone daring enough to take advantage of the fact that I couldn't get out of bed.

“The day has not come when you need help. I will be watching from my quarters. I am casting the barrier spell from there. Asher, The Warrior Guardian, is a taker of lives. I don’t want mine to be next.” He pulled Marina close to him so he could see the truth in her eyes. “Coward! So that’s it then? Put the barrier up and hide in your quarters till it’s done?” She looked away from him. Legarde releases his grip. “Then, why agree to this?” “Those are my orders, my Lord commands it.” “Get the barrier up on my signal.” Legarde turned his back to her and stomped towards the cave, trying to think of the exact moment when he became a Guardian exterminator.

Her nostrils flared and jaw clenched. "Bastard," she muttered under her breath. "I'll get you back for this," she claimed loudly and stomped her way out of the ground. . . . . _____ . . . ."Minahil what happened? Have you swapped the party and now you are a companion to the angels because the descendant of Devil like you can't be happy over the success of her enemy." "Who said he is going to win?" Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara.