Novel & Cerita Warriors Bramblestar

"It could be—if the Alpha abused it. But here? Everyone has a role, we pay omegas fairly, no one bullies anyone. Everyone contributes to the pack." Sounded nice. But I wasn’t sold. There were always people who abused power in subtle ways. I didn’t say that out loud though. "What’s your rank?" I asked instead. "Warrior. Beta blood," she said proudly. "Do you train?" "Yep! Been building muscle ever since I got my wolf." She grinned and flexed. I laughed. "Impressive." She beamed. When we reached her wing, she gave me a grand tour, brimming with joy. It was adorable. Like I was visiting for the first time—even though I designed it. She seemed genuinely surprised at how well it turned out. I did

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.

My best friend Allen, Delta Heir, is already branching out into the Healing and Magic arts and its application to technology. My goal as a pack member is to become a warrior. Because I grew up chubby, that doesn't apply to me but guess what? As I said, I always carried a mean right hook with me. My weight just adds power to it. And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina.

My name is Sapphire and I was training with the other warriors of the Moon Beast Pack. My long dark brown hair with natural Blond highlights that normally hung to my waist was now in a tight bun on the top of my head. My light blue eye and bright green eye sparkled as I quickly ducked under my opponent's arm as it swung at my face. I swung around and did a spinning back kick to Dravo’s chest, causing him to fly ten feet away and land with a thump on his ass.

someone yells. Horns blast through the night. Warriors spill out of their tents, grabbing weapons, shifting into action, running. At the forefront, Damian's already transformed into his wolf form, his dark fur blending into the shadows. The rogues crash into our line like a relentless wave. Suddenly, the first injured start arriving before I’m even prepared. A warrior stumbles into the tent, his arm missing below the elbow, blood streaming down his side, soaking the ground. I grab him, pressing my hands to the stump.

he asked his fellow warriors, who nodded in agreement. Kent has a gaudy stature that portrays a "not to be messed with" kind of guy. He was wearing a tight black shirt that made his muscles more prominent. The same as the other warriors and has tan skin. And of course, the werewolf genes never fail to amaze everyone; all were quite the lookers. "She’s a rogue," Blair and her bitchy tone ruined the mood. Picking her meat lazily and chewing it in the fanciest way. "Disgusting."

a churlish Warrior named Campbell asks. The other Warriors glance sideways at him, the looks on their faces matching mine. We do not question a direct order from our alpha. Beast immediately comes to the forefront but Marinah responds before I do. She's dressed in her Warrior gear that allows for a quick shift to Beast. With her heightened human strength, she doesn't bother. She picks Campbell up by his throat, tossing him over the hellhounds and into the cage.

Barbara's grandfather's gaze shifted out of the car window beside him, his hand still caressing the top of Linda's head which was now resting on his shoulder. Aryadi is a wolf-shifter from the Black Wolf tribe as well, but he has rarely visited a base like that bunker since his dispute with Elder Magen long ago. Although Elder Magen seemed to have put their problems aside after the young wolf-shifter found Aryadi's body lying unconscious near the headquarters and took care of him.

Adrik even had to ask to have them separated as fighting the Fae back-to-back was draining on him and his magick. “Three more warriors, Adrik. Do you need a break?” I asked him as the last shifter was helped off the field by a few of his buddies. “Three more should not be a problem, but I will say that this is one of the best and worst days for me.” He said with a huge smile on his face. The next warrior up was this small little girl, who came in with the Rogue camp. “What is your name sweetheart?” Adrik asked her as she came up to shake his hand.

Dr Branson explains. “Don’t worry I won’t let him do anything.” I state. Brayden looks at me like he wants to argue but not this time. I shoot him a look and he just smiles at me. If the doctor says he needs to take it easy then that is what he is going to do. If I have to do most of the pack work for the next few days then so be it. Xalen did ask me to help train some of the new recruits and spar against some of the others that are getting just a tad too cocky. I have not told Brayden this yet, but then again there is nothing he can do about it. I was one of the top warriors in our old pack. None of the other female warriors wanted to fight against me so it left me sparring with the