Warriors Blackstar Novels & Stories

But of course, the universe ignored my desires and cry for help. “Black Fur Pack, Crescent Glow Pack, Dark Moon Pack, Moon Stone, and Howling Wolves Pack.” Beta Louis, Alpha Tristan’s righthand man, read out the names of the packs from a scroll and he continued, addressing everyone in the arena, “These packs have qualified for the next rounds.” The cheer in the arena sent vibrations through the floor and I smiled despite the mixed feelings gnawing deeply within my stomach. The other warriors from Black fur jubilated and I joined them, happiness flowing through my being.

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

The flickering flames threw restless light across the room, casting long, shifting silhouettes of the warriors standing like statues at the edges. At the far end, upon a throne carved from blackened oak and adorned with silver wolf motifs, sat Alpha Damian. His long, midnight hair framed a face of sharp angles and dark, unwavering eyes. The tailored black coat he wore blended seamlessly with the gloom, making him seem like part of the night itself—an immovable shadow made flesh.

That had occurred under very specific circumstances that I doubted anyone else in the universe would be able to fulfil. “Forgive me, Sir,” the warrior continued. “The man is being quite insistent. He’s from the Silver Crescent Pack, which is the only reason we haven’t sent him away yet. He says he is familiar with a man named Darius.” “Darius,” I repeated slowly. “He gave you this name?” “Yes, Alpha.”

What… what was happening? Before I could ask, another warrior approached carrying a black cloak. Unlike mine… this one bore the silver crescent emblem of Silver Moon Pack stitched across the shoulder. The head warrior gestured, and the warriors immediately released me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground. The head warrior tossed the cloak toward me. "Wear it." I stared at him in confusion. "You have one hour." His voice was cold. "Leave Silver Moon territory before then. If you're found here after that..."

The guard left then came back after a few minutes with the Black Moon warriors, they were big buff men that looked like bodybuilders, their cold look was very intimidating to a lot of people around. “Take a seat and eat. Am sure you are also hungry since we last ate breakfast before we left.” the warriors just nodded and took their seats and started dishing out for themselves without saying a word or sparing a glance at anyone in the room. “You are going too far now young alpha,” Aiden spoke up and Collin looked at him indifferently. “Is that so?” he asked Aiden

the warrior announced, holding up a torn piece of cloth. A piece of my clothing. My stomach churned. “No. No, this isn't real…” I muttered. The warriors tone sounding cold. “After further interrogation, he confessed that he was under the orders of someone laced with the pack.” A suffocating silence. Kian’s voice was razor-sharp. “And who must that be?” The warrior hesitated before speaking. “Evans Blackthorn.” A sudden cacophonous loud gasp cut through the silent air.

When we finally pulled up to the Evergreens, I practically bolted out of the car. "Thank you, Lucien. For the ride." "See you in the war-room tomorrow morning, Xender. 09:00. Don't be late." I didn't sleep. I spent forty-eight hours straight in the sub-level of the Evergreens, my stylus flying across the screen as I mapped out the 'Star-Fall' project. The work was my anchor. While the internet was exploding with the news of Tristan Blackmoor’s engagement to the 'Real Stormriven Heir,' I was busy building the weapons that would make their alliance irrelevant.

There were six warriors, but they were terrified of the Mountain Mist Pack's five warriors. I scrambled to my feet as I inhaled the scent of musk, Tayron's scent. I caught the figure of Tayron walking dashingly, Beta and the warriors behind him. They were dressed in black suits and appeared like a gang of grim reapers. The five warriors guarding me bowed as Tayron approached us. I could see the six Black Sea Pack warriors, who were surprised to see Tayron. "Are you all going to catch my Luna again?" Tayron gripped the collar of the uniform of a blond warrior from the Black Sea Pack.

All the other packs will join hands and find him. I was ready to give myself fully to my amazing mate and my pack. Embrace my present and future, and let the past be just wonderful memories. Viktor will always be my love, but I was in love with Richard he is my life my mate, my everything I want to carry his pups, and have a beautiful family surrounded by amazing friends. We may not be married as per human customs but in our world, I am Jia Richard Stanford, Luna of the Southern moon pack, and will always be a Warrior's mate.