Warriors Cats Alderheart Novels & Stories

As that is happening, the Alpha of the Valor Moon Pack approaches the remaining members of the Haven Moon Pack, Alpha Lars, Beta Oliver who is holding his son, his daughter is with Gamma Beckett, and a few Warriors. "I am so sorry for what has happened," Alpha Lars tells him. "We never expected things to get this out of hand. We were hoping to handle this internally, but we are grateful for your assistance. I hope this will not damage future relations between our packs and the alliance."

“Mommy, I’m a fierce hunter.” I correct her indignantly, rolling my eyes at her silliness. There are some things Mommies just don’t understand. “Deadly pred-ters are not sweet.” “Says who?” She inquires, sounding slightly affronted.. “Um, says everyone.” I explain, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Alpha warriors don’t come home from battle and run to their Mommies for cuddles. They go drink and hunt and kiss she-wolves.”

“Beta.” I turned to see one of Valeria’s warriors, a tall man with a cold, assessing gaze, standing just a few feet away. He was older, seasoned, and from the look on his face, not particularly thrilled to be addressing me. His name was Alder, and I’d heard enough whispers to know he didn’t trust me. Not in the slightest. “Yes?” I kept my voice steady, calm. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing any of the unease twisting in my gut.

As the rest of the compound was now on high alert. As we patrolled, I realized quickly that I don’t have a mind link with anyone here, so I needed to be mindful of the warrior next to me, if we get separated, I’ll literally be all on my own. As we stayed in the shadows of the dense forest, we both spotted them at the same time, there were several unauthorized intruders coming over the wall. My only hope was that the warrior next to me alerted the others. I pushed myself against the wall as I stalked towards them and lunged for the one closest to me, a blind attack. Scarlett quickly reminded me that this wasn’t training, that I was going for the kill and without hesitation I did. Quickly

were in battle with a large number of cats. They must have planned an ambush thinking the wolves would be caught in the traps. I didn’t want to run into the middle of the fight because I didn’t want to distract my mate so I made my way around the edge of the fight picking off cats as I went and making sure not to hurt any of the warriors in the process. Being a dragon I was able to fight and keep an eye on my mate. You could say I was a true multitasker. My magic was very strong. My Alpha mate was a fighter like none I have ever seen. His wolf Maxim was lethal using his teeth and claws to rip the cats apart. I was proud to have such a strong mate. Even covered in blood he was magnificent. H

Another one begged. There, I stood and watched the she-wolves gush shamelessly at him, while he acted oblivious to their screams and walked away elegantly. My eyes refused to stop trailing after his alluring figure, as I wished so much to hold him dearly—everything about him spelled handsomeness and perfection; those pinkish yet curved lips; his silky jet black hair; that pair of intimidating, but astounding jade green eyes always leaves me daydreaming around him. “Such a demigod!” my gush came as a whisper as I gaped continuously at Alder—Alpha Alder to be precise. He's the young but devilishly handsome Alpha of our Pack.

For a short time, I felt whole. Following the annihilation of the cats, the pain of losing my mate returned with a vengeance. I stayed with Marcus and Amy and visited my twins for a few days after the war before returning to Mexico to help with the cleanup. Female feline stragglers and children came in slowly and received safe passage to Marcus's clan. The Canadian cats asked that willing females join them instead of going to Marcus's clan. I was fine with any and all cats leaving the US. Even though I knew the female cats weren't responsible for the desolate life I now lived, and suffered horribly at the hands of their males, I couldn't handle being close to them. I hated their smell and mo

We all understand that Mom and Dad have worked hard to make the name of Highcrown Walkers clean from Alpha Hughes’ wrongdoing. “Now everything is over, the leader of Highcrown Walkers, Beta Hugo Anderson, is the main alliance of Ethereal Hunters!” Alpha Matthew exclaims, followed by shouts of victory from the Warriors. That night, the Grand mansion is truly filled with happiness. Alpha Matthew acknowledged Lauryn’s hard work and dedication, stating, “You have proven yourself to be a strong and capable warrior, and I am proud of you.” I expressed my gratitude, recognizing the support of my pack and family.

I mind-linked the Luna and told her we were under attacked and she called all the warriors. More wolves came out of the woods just when our warriors came out. Flesh was being ripped apart and growls were coming left and right. I shifted and charged at Alpha Alcander. He was about to go for Dakotas throat but I slammed into his rib cage and growled at him. He shook his head when he got back up and stared at me. I puffed out my fur so I can look bigger and snapped my jaw at him.

He snarled at Alpha Evander. Panting, blood dripping from his muzzle, stood his ground. "We will never bow to you." Alpha Evander replied. But his warriors wavered, some stumbling back, their strength failing, Despair rippled through the line. With one swipe,Alpha Aldric sent two warriors crashing into the dirt,his warriors rallied behind him,their howls rising like a death chant. The circle tightened, trapping Alpha Evander's pack in the center. "We're losing!" One of the younger wolves whispered, his side torn open.