Warriors Cats Hawkfrost Novels & Stories

I think she didn’t know the humor about me because she recklessly continues to run meeting my incoming move. Her eyes are oozing with excitement as she’s so proud to attack me. When I am in my calculated distance, I throw my sterling daggers straight to her forehead that shocked her up. The silver dagger being buried almost half of its size. As she was trying to get the dagger out of her system. The black rune changes into a clear crystal, as I saw how her forehead melts due to the wolf's bane mixture I experimented with. My dagger contains my H1N1 Wolfs Bane and Venom making the rune turns black. It will only activate as it quickly hits the body of the Werewolf. “Awooooo….Awooooooo” I curse

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

Was it an animal maybe? Suddenly, a crisper noise halted my steps as a deep, threatening growl echoed off the trees. I whipped around to see Dimitri's giant wolf crouched behind me ready for attack. Her teeth were bared, saliva dripping from her canine fangs and her eyes were fixed directly on my torso. Where earlier, she had only been mildly irritated by Tasha's maneuver, now she appeared to be enraged. I slowly raised my hands up, a heavy gulp catching in my throat. Daisy took a calculated step towards me as another gnarled threat snapped through her teeth.

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

Come off it, Lieutenant. Smith nodded in the affirmative as his eyes beamed with certainty. ''As a matter of fact, inspector, there's a big chance that Jack Banning is roaming still far in the ColdWolf woodland,'' Smith affirmed. ''We traced his phone call with Salim to the untamed forest around the Gulf Coast, and a search team has been despatched to the forest on the Chief of Police's order.''

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

Before I can reply, the heavy front door of the residence explodes inward with a deafening BOOM. Splinters of oak fly across the entryway as three heavily armed wolf guards in Hawkridge tactical leather march into the house. The temperature in the room plunges instantly, the oppressive, territorial scent of crushed iron and dark cedarwood suffocating the air. Celt Hawkridge walks through the shattered doorway. He towers over the room, his massive frame broad-shouldered in his dark leather coat, his black cap pulled low over his forehead. A fresh, pale scar bleeds slightly near his temple, but his gray-blue eyes are burning with a terrifying, predatory amber light.

And those that remained were in a weakened state. Each rank above Soldiers had its own title. Animal Hunters usually had the title of Cat or Dog as part of their names. Thrashers were usually referred to as Boars or Bulls. The strongest of Thrashers were called ‘Wild Cats’ due to how close they were to becoming Predators. Predators usually possessed the names of the strongest hunters in the world: Lions; Tigers; Leopards; Cobras; Mambas; Eagles; Mongooses. There were several titles for them, but Predators were so few that these titles were impressive when anyone had them.

Seeing stern yellow hawk eyes pass by my face I snorted at him while the remaining Frost Warriors grew more frightened. Lark passed by me again but this time his long fingers traced underneath my chin as he passed causing me to close my eyes and hum in satisfaction. “ENOUGH!” A deep voice bellowed, startling me. Turning my head to the stern voice, my eyes widened as I saw the large, white-haired man stepping out from the trees. The remaining warriors lowered their heads while I stood straighter. “Frost, your highness, we weren't expecting you,” the biggest warrior stammered.

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.