Warriors Cats Crookedstar Novelas e Histórias

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

"Meanwhile what can I get you?" "No, it's alright. I'm fine." She told and turned to go outside. She was reversing her car when Liam entered the house crying. "Liam!" She called him. "Hey!" He sniffled looking at her. "What happened?" She got off the car and walked towards Liam who had stopped by the main gate. "They-- they took Pomy," he told her while crying bitterly. She knew Pomy was Liam's Persian cat. "Who?" "Big boys in the park. They-- they took Pomy to play but they were hurting her and when I asked them to give Pomy back to me they refused and laughed and said I should go back home."

We walk out of the pack house and see our warriors have taken down about 70% of their warriors. Alastair starts heading back to the hospital to check on Katerina when a large brown wolf with a black front sock jumps in front of me and another just as large wolf thats also brown but with a grey sock comes from the side. By their size I can assume this is beta James and his son Jayce.

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

he exclaimed proudly. There was a brief silence after that. His Papa Herman appeared to be deep in thought. He approached him after a minute with an envelope containing a letter. As his father handed it to him, he frowned. "It came from your Uncle Lando," his father stated sternly. His Uncle Lando was his mother's eldest brother. He was one of the captains of the WW Force, the organization of soldiers hunting werewolves. He looked confused at his Mama Geraldine because he couldn't understand why his Uncle had written to him, especially since he wasn't close to him.

Adrik was the last one back in the main room of the warehouse. “Go on ahead. We will get back on our own. We want to make sure we burn this shit hole in the ground. No one will ever be victimized here again.” Adrik said after looking briefly down at the sleeping form in my arms. Gently touching her forehead, he leaned down to her, “You will never have to fear this place again.” He said before turning around and motioning for his demonic warriors to follow him. I watched as each of the warriors allowed their hands to build a ball of flames. Adrik was the first to lob his ball down the hall to the door that held my sweet hell cat. I didn’t hesitate to walk straight through the portal knowing t

As if she was training with me. I reached the place where the warriors were fighting the rogues. Alpha Cougar was looking for that beast I had seen. I informed Alpha Cougar about him since I had a feeling that he was the Alpha of the rogues that had attacked us. Carie helped the warriors to kill all the rogues. We captured some weaker ones so we could interrogate them later. “That Alpha you talked about is nowhere to be found, Sora. Are you sure you actually saw someone that big?” Alpha Cougar asked me in a low tone. I frowned in confusion as I knew what I had seen and how real it actually was.

His black hair was trimmed and looked nice in bringing a curl to the corner of my lip. “We need to prepare for a war with the ignorant rogues. That Lindsay bitch, along with her twat daughter and husband, are stirring up a hell storm because I supposedly took their pup,” Styx said, using finger quotes. Rolling my eyes I growled bitterly. “Can't they fight their own battles? You clean up nicely, old man,” I commented from the living room. Hearing his chuckle I smiled then asked if all his men joined him. Shaking his head, he sighed and said, “Some preferred to join the rogues, which sucks because I will have to kill those I once considered friends.”

“And if it comes to war, if James succeeds in turning the Alliance violent, we won’t fight for you. We’ll protect ourselves and stay neutral. That’s the best I can offer.” “That’s more than I deserve,” I said honestly. “Thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet.” Marta stood, and we stood with her. “You have work to do, Alpha. Years of work. Decades, probably. Rebuilding trust, proving you’ve changed. This is just the first step.” “I understand.” She walked us to the door, then paused. “One more thing. Your mate. The Luna. Is it true she was a werewolf?” “Yes. From one of the camps.” My chest tightened thinking about Alina, back home on bed rest.

The neon sign outside “THE FULL MOON” bar flickered with a buzzing sound that usually meant a bulb was about to explode, but inside the air was a scent of cheap whiskey, expensive cigar smoke, and the musky pheromones of filthy restless werewolves. “My name is ROXY” I stood backstage, leaning against a peeling locker watching Jax, adjust his glittery thong in the mirror. Jax was my best friend. “Just a little here, and yup that’s it” He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs.