Warrior's Pride Novels & Stories

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

Generally, it could be taken that they were all scared of death. It was only a few that joined and were able to prove themselves as true warriors. They stood their ground and proved that they were not afraid to die. And that if eventually they ended up in the grave, they would know that they did not back out from fighting in the war like cowards and that they would die with pride knowing that they were brave warriors, who fought and sacrificed their lives for the werewolf kingdom. They were among the warriors of the Reapers here, presently training with the help of my sceptre. They were absorbing the power that came out from the sceptre in the form of a magical blue light, which I had unleas

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

“As your blood now flows in each other's veins, so has your lives become entwined. You are now one being, two halves of a whole. I now pronounce you mates.” At the chief priest’s words, the Lycan king smirked, claiming her in front of everyone. “No, not mate. You’re my war prize.” Esme looked away in fear, pulling her hands from his. Dear goddess, what had she gotten herself into?

The tide of opinion was shifting—slowly, but undeniably. Jaiyana lowered the discus, her lips still curved in a knowing smile. “Respect is earned,” she said simply, her tone firm but not cruel. “And I intend to earn yours, one way or another.” The warrior gave a sharp nod, retreating into the crowd, his pride stung but his defiance tempered. Kaplan’s chest swelled with pride, but a sliver of fear coiled in his gut. She was no longer just his Jaiyana. She was becoming something greater—something untouchable.

They have all accepted me and won't debate the fact that I was a woman or not. My victory has impacted them so much they wanted me to visit them from time to time. Xylah and Roman were in his office when I came and I gotta watch how she frowned when Roman kissed me at the door. "So there is our victory beta, you surprisingly was much better than our last beta," Bryce stated.. "The fact that she went to war and brought our soldiers unharmed is amazing," Xylah shipped in. "The people love you, they chant your name in the streets, everyone talking about your victory, even the soldiers look forward to you training them," she noted.

As the battle came to an end, the atmosphere calmed, and the augmented reality display within their suits illuminated once more. The system's voice reverberated through Keagan's consciousness, congratulating him on successfully completing his daily tasks and vanquishing the infamous-ranked villain. A sense of accomplishment surged within him. "Congratulations, Keagan," the system's voice chimed. "For your triumph over the infamous-ranked villain, you are rewarded with 20 skill points. You can use these skill points to boost your attributes to level up your rank "

He knew this was my reckoning. Driven by a desperate, dying pride, Reign tried to strike one last time. But the window of my vulnerability had closed years ago. Maddox and the pack warriors moved with the lethal precision of a closing trap, their silver-laced presence forcing him into a tight circle of containment. I stood at the center of the storm, my claws extended and fire licking the edges of my fingertips like tame spirits. Reign’s gaze darted between me and Roman. The arrogance was gone, replaced by a fear that was thin, sharp, and unmistakably jagged. For the first time, he was looking at his daughter and seeing his demise.

The sweats on their forehead and palms were starting to drip to the floor as they prayed to the goddess to save them. Although they haven’t really had a direct encounter with the Moon born heir, his reputation as someone who was ruthless preceded him. So much that every single warrior feared him. No one wanted to find out for themselves just how ruthless he can truly be. A threatening smirk stretched up at the corner of Krisen's lips. “So, you are saying you all are useless?”