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“Do all your warriors train together?” Hunter raises his eyebrow at me, and I shake my head slightly. I don’t want him to think I’m interested in this pack. “No, Alpha Mars. We have them grouped by levels of experience and capabilities. Our top warriors usually train in the morning and night. These warriors here are part of the elite.” Maximo points to a group of warriors sparring.

My Dad might fancy such but I’m not my Dad. I noticed most of the Warriors were middle-aged he-wolves and she-wolves, but I also noticed some young adults, like me too. I could imagine they had started Combat classes at an early age and had done remarkably well in training for them to have been able to be Reignile Warriors at such a young age. So that basically meant every Warrior here was older than me by Combat rank. I hadn’t finished my combat classes, remember? It had been interrupted twice. Both times by the one and only Cayden.

Galatrina spoke calmly but with sweat on her cheeks. "I know, and one of them is going to be a pain in the ass." Alucard respond in a menacing way. Hiyojin then looked at the sky. "So we're facing him ha. Leomord, former number 1 of the 1st generation of warriors. If only Teresa is here." He looked down at the ground while sweating. Most of the warriors finally sensed the incoming demons. They braced themselves as the approaching hordes of demons trampled the ground and creating an earthquake within the earth.

No time to waste, we need to get over to my Pack fast. “Mari, what’s the hurry? And what was that back there? You’re only provoking them. They won’t aid us at all” Winter raises as we race down the stairs and outside the building to see my Chimera scaring the warriors to death with her indignant snarls. “What’s the need to count on them when we’ve got something worth a million Bears and Wild cats?”

When we got there, the doors were already open and as soon as we entered, everyone in the room stood up and bowed. I walked straight to my seat at the head of the hall. Roxy followed me and sat beside me after I sat down. I gave a small signal with my hand, and everyone sat down, then the room became completely quiet. All eyes were on me and Roxy watching out every movement. I rested my hands on the handrest and looked around at the council members, who were all waiting for me to speak. “i called this meeting to announce a decision I have taken,” I said, my voice steady, “and this decision isn't just for the willow pack, it is for the whole clan”

he stuck out his chin at the warriors. Fat Man Joe grinned at me. “Send them to me, we can make good money off them.” he said as he looked them up and down. “They will definitely bring in some new clientele.” Darius growled at him. “We are warriors, not male prostitutes. If that is what you’re suggesting.” The young wolves smirked at each other. Getting paid having sex didn’t sound to bad to them I saw the how the wheels turned in their heads. “Alright enough of that.” I clapped my hands together. “We have a war coming our way, gentlemen, thanks to Alexi.”

I assure him, but his frown said otherwise, he's not happy about a little being around. "Okay," he says, not meaning it really. The rest of the drive wasn't that long, I connected to my alpha asking him how things are going, we were almost there. 'The kitten agreed for us to become her cg' Mathew, my alpha tells me the best news ever.

Cygnus and Izar brought me to the warrior arena so I could shift and let my wolf run—a thing we hadn’t done in a long while. It was a large, round space resembling a colosseum, where the Tarragon warriors usually train. Every Tri-Moon Festival, there’s always a warrior battle, and even they join in, which made me even more excited.

I shoved the memory away and fastened the last strap myself. No one helped me anymore.He didn’t help me anymore. The throne room was already full when I arrived—wolves, elders, messengers from minor packs, refugees asking for guidance. “Luna Aria,” they chorused, bowing low. I sat—not on Kaelen’s throne, but beside it—and raised a hand. “Rise.” The first council matter came from two warriors, growling at each other like they were moments from shifting. “He stole meat rations for his family—”

Chance said, clearly not sure what to do with himself. Ben’s head jerked to the side, facing Chance but neither said a word. It looked as if they were mind-linking and I was instantly annoyed. My brothers did it constantly and it was infuriating. Were we starting out keeping secrets from each other? Then it hit me suddenly. If they could mind-link … that meant Ben was also a Shadow Warrior. No! He couldn’t be. Surely I’d have met him by now, I’ve been at headquarters a lot lately. My father sat on a five creature council as the werewolf representative. The council was like the head law enforcement of the supernatural community and the Shadow Warriors were their police.