Warriors Cats Crowfeather Novels & Stories

She fumed internally at his ignorance before tuning her ears to listen to what he had to say. “If I remember correctly, I also have the right to a champion.” He declared. Her father laughed at his tenacity to hold onto his life. He had turned from the strong Alpha he once was, renowned for his battles in the pack wars, to a mere rabbit clinging onto life in the wild. She didn’t understand the weakening within the Alpha’s, they had never seemed so powerless. Powerful wolves were out there, they just needed to be found. A change in power was needed. “Coward,” She spat at him, her hair falling into her eyes as she resisted the urge to pounce at him.

Because Alexander was now with his mate, my dad gave him the crown. My younger brother managed the Warriors when he was still a high school student. Even though Ares did not realize he was in pain, he still tried to cope with the pain by sleeping with a lot of she-wolves. What I wish for is that he would heed my advice. Once the pack had been rebuilt and the security systems were in place. I had my grandmother and my grand aunt watch the children for a week, as I and Nicolas needed a break from it all. This year we had was exhausting, and we went to this little human city. It was in the middle of nowhere and the people were so nice.

said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.

He opens the door and Adrianna lunges at him while giggling and talking a million miles an hour about her souvenirs that her Aunt Lisa had gotten her. We head inside where Shane pulls me into him and walk straight over to where Austin and Candice are standing with an older couple. The man has a cut on, like the rest of the Warriors, but this one looks different. It's worn, a few holes in it, and on the bottom of the Nightmare Warriors lettering, it says Chesapeake Chapter. "Shane?" "Hmm?" He answers stopping with Adrianna still flung to his chest. She somehow managed to grab hold of one of the mini sandwiches from the platters of food.

I personally only had eyes for Rochelle, but he had eyes for everyone else, he’s a player and now I understand why he wanted to come on this trip, he’s run out of options in our territory. As we pulled up to Rockridge territory we were assigned 2 of their warriors, brothers, one year apart in age, Brett and Shane. After meeting Alpha Brandon, we were assigned rooms inside the packhouse the two warriors gave us a tour of their pack. As we walked along the streets, Jake had me chuckling as he smiled, nodded and at one point nearly broke his neck looking at a she-wolves, “you have no shame do you Jake.” He shrugged, “if they don’t, why should I,” he looked at the warrior’s, “you don’t have si

Everyone was watching me like a hawk. “You are the first female warrior in GrayCrest history. If my brothers deemed you worthy of that title, then I believe their judgment. But I want to see what made them so sure, since I am in charge of the GrayCrest army. And I can’t do that if you are crouching at the very back,” he replied, his voice hard.

"I'm just waiting for my uniform." Really? Will I actually get my own? My eyes lit up. When I was little, I admired warriors in their uniforms. They always looked fearless... powerful... For one second, excitement bloomed inside me, then my gaze drifted down to my body. The excitement vanished. Unfortunately... it wasn't made for Empty Belly. My wolf immediately growled. ‘Stop calling yourself that, dumbass. You'll look amazing’ A laugh escaped before I could stop it. I covered my mouth. "She actually called me dumbass..."

My chest throbbed with anticipation. I had spent weeks imagining this moment. I had pictured the first spark of wolffire in my veins, the first scent of my mate tracing me across the clearing, the thrill of knowing that at last I would belong. My stomach fluttered like a caged bird, part excitement, part anxiety, as I adjusted the ceremonial white robe draped over my shoulders. The elders’ robes shimmered with silver, their embroidered moonstones catching the pale light, reflecting back the importance of the night. Around me, the pack murmured, arranging themselves in a wide circle.

Maya spit these last words, and the crowd roared, some laughing, some howling with rage. Sasha said nothing. She stood there, fists clenched, her eyes darkening. “You will not disrespect our union.” Her voice was a menacing growl, though a poor imitation of an Alpha. “Don’t ever forget your place, Rogue.” The Warriors laughed. Encouraged by their support, Sasha pointed at the pair of them. “Warriors! Do not let a pair of filthy Rogues disrespect your Alpha and his TRUE Luna!” The Warriors, their anger reignited, surged forward once more. They yanked Maya over the railing, and she was lost in the crowd. All I could hear were her screams of terror.