Warriors Cats Jayfeather Novels & Stories

Kayla said "I also know that you hate Catherine. You said that she isn't a good person and that I shouldn't trust her. I wish I would have listened to you," I said. Kayla was about to say something but I spoke before she could. "I also know that you are in love with Jeffrey Manning. He is one of the football players at White River High. You hope he turns out to be your mate," I said. I could tell she was thinking about everything that I said so I kept talking. "I also know that your dad wants you to become a warrior like him, but you want to be a Pack Doctor," I said "How did you know that?" Kayla asked

Jay felt his heart slowed down after he sees Iandor reached the trio, but then, a burning sensation took place in the pit of his stomach. The blood coursing through his veins was stronger and he knew it was time to show what a real alpha is. Jay gave the wolf in front of him a smirk, and unleashed everything he got. The clothes on his body were torn to tiny pieces, his grey and white coat was replaced with a pure ashy grey fur and his usual dark brown eyes were switched to his rarely seen golden amber orbs, dilated and fiery. His ears were forward, lips 'puckered' making his snout curled upwards baring front teeth and sharp fangs letting out a guttural growl in its wake. The pelt on his neck

Warriors stood guard at every border, even though no enemies remained. Or so we believed. I walked the territory with my Luna, Maya beside me. She spoke gently to the wounded. She touched shoulders. She listened. She reminded them that Blood Moon had survived worse. They trusted her. They loved her. That alone made her a target. I stayed close. Every smile I saw felt forced. Every laugh sounded wrong. When I met my warriors’ eyes, some looked away too fast. Others stared too long. Who was afraid? And who was hiding something?

Elaina knew it had sounded like she was holding out hope, but with all the death and destruction that had already taken place, she knew deep down that their chances of winning were pretty slim. “Maybe once the western warriors arrive we can start making some head way.” Chase spoke the words softly. “They’re strong and amazing fighters.” Feeling offended Elaina straightened her posture. “Are you saying that we aren’t as capable as your fiancés warriors?” She knew her voice was harsh, but she didn’t care. “Woah.” Chase said eyes wide. “Where did that come from?” “You said that maybe we could get somewhere once they arrived. Sounds to me like you think quite highly of them and not of my fell

Wondering if Atlas would be pissed or amused at my resourcefulness, I felt my bones crack and shift into place as the fur retracted from my body. Within seconds, I was fully Fae, and completely naked. "Will you quit poking and prodding us like cattle?" I seethed, charging forwards with much more gusto than I actually had. The warriors had the sense to step back, finally lowering their spears. I noticed something dripping off the end of one, and was thankful it hadn't pricked our skin. One of the warriors stepped forwards, taller and more imposing than the rest. Midnight hair was cropped short on his head, accompanying a scar that ran from temple to chin.

JP agreed, and the man left. He didn’t know what he just agreed to but at the moment it felt like a good decision to make. He reluctantly informed the warriors of the Jaguar shifter’s arrival with the kids that evening. His message left the warriors with questions but they did not dare to ask. They knew their leaders did not just do things without thinking and beta JP has been nothing but good to them since he came to stay at Blood Moon and taking of the pack with Lizzy and Damien.

“What did you expect, old man? Not everyone here is happy about BECCA and me. Same as with our pack.” MATHEUS frowned at the young Alpha. “What are you talking about? No one has a problem with BECCA or the fact she’s a cat. They got over that fast enough once they learned she was a Prowl Leader with prime territory.” JAY shook his head with a smirk. “Opportunists to the core. It’s lucky I want this girl more than my own life.” The old man turned his gaze to JAYLON, his wrinkly eyes grave. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that, boy.”

It was Rick this time, “That’s what I am worried about as well. Xander was focused on the squad, and I don’t know what his warriors are doing in preparation for the war," I answered. “Don’t worry, dear,” Daddy Jay said. “I had a dream; the war won’t happen yet. We still have time," he added, and I looked at him, sighing heavily. “What? You don’t believe me? Remember when I told you that the moon goddess showed up in my dream, asking me to go to that stream where I found you?" he said, trying to make me remember that day, which I always will, no matter what.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

I spent so much time sneaking around the pack house here and getting what intel I could. Jay smiles. "No worries, Tricia. We brought plenty of bags to pack things back in. The warriors can come one by one as it gets dark. Would you prefer the back door?" he asks. Leander's warriors were always prepared. "That's perfect. Thank you, Jay!" I smile as he bumps fists with me. He leaves, and Mom gives me an eyebrow raise. "It's not like that, Mom," I shake my head. I wanted to ask her about Fae mates, as she had told me they didn't exist, but I knew I wasn't imagining things.