Warriors Cats Oakheart Novels & Stories

Then he tossed his lifeless body to the floor while still holding the man's beating heart. "Kill them and feed their heart to my babies," Oakley demanded. He gave the man's beating heart to one of his guards and walked out of the cell. Rehan followed him and the two went upstairs to the pack house. Because his hand was bloody, he decided to take a bath. All wolves said that Alpha Oakley has no heart, for he can kill someone in just a snap. He may be a handsome and perfect good-looking man but the truth about his dark side can't be ignored.

Picking up Kiwi and once again slinging her over my shoulder, I head towards my packhouse when one of the warriors comes running to me “Alpha, what is the plan?” I growl at him, could he not see I was busy “Its just that you told us we were going to war and we are still here” he had clearly drawn the short straw “Well it’s obvious that we are not at war with Kiwi’s pack considering she is hanging over my shoulder”. The wolf stares at me, quickly bowing his head in submission, “But we are at war with Damon Blackheart, leader of Lycans”

His philanthropy work with the TRTC aided in his election to the Great Council. Alpha Damon Oakley, Blood Oak, has a single heir, a daughter, Violet, with his fated mate and Luna, Sasha. In the Blood Oak and Black Oak packs, a female can be Alpha, if she completes the Alpha Academy. However, if and when she finds her mate, He can challenge her for the title and by the win, become Alpha and she will submit and take the title solely of Luna or he can accept his position as her equal and they may both serve as Alpha and Alpha Luna of the Pack. Violet Oakley entered the Alpha Academy 10 years ago and completed it with honors 4 years ago. Violet and Luna Sasha have spent the last four years ment

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.

EVANDER POV Rolling down the windows of my gray Nissan Titan, I smell the fresh air of the pack that I’ll be the Alpha of. It feels good to be back on Moon Valley pack soil. I switched seats with Alonso a few miles back so that he could be the one to greet the warriors at the gate so no one would see me in the back. My scent is all over the car but hopefully, all our scents mix so it won’t be as strong. We don’t want anyone suspecting that I am back.

My voice shimmered with hope, my heart fluttered with the thought of a future filled with love. Sunrise laughed, her voice was light and teasing, "Dreaming big, aren't we?" We all burst out laughing, our laughter echoed through the forest, Just as we were lost in our girlish fantasies, a patrol of Warriors emerged from the shadows of the forest. At the front was Stone-heart, a young wolf whose arrogance matched his strength, his stoic, handsome face carved with responsibility far beyond his years. He was just 22. He signaled his men to move forward, his gaze fixed steadfastly on me. I felt my heart skip a beat.

Milo didn’t have the rules of James, he cuddled with me in his wolf form, he landed some kisses, while James kept his distance, now to think of my inner wolf, or maybe she’s just an inner kitten. ‘Inner wolf,’ I heard both Milo and James voices in my head making me groan. “Not funny,” I say to them both but they ignore me, now my inner kitty where are you? I call to her but she doesn’t answer me. “This isn’t working,” I groaned. “Give it some time sister, I’m sure your wolf is hiding somewhere,” Finn says. “You felt yours?” I ask him with a raised brow. “Pretty much,” he says with a shrug.

Hello, I am Dira Lockstar. I am a werewolf. I don't shift half a woman and half a wolf, but Reneeira she takes over, and she is beautiful. Like I was saying, I am part of the Dark Claw Mountain pack. Even though we run together under the full moon, and as exhilarating as it sounds, I have always stood out due to my size and my curves; aside from growing up with a killer right hook, it improved by protecting my best friend Allen, the Delta Heir, whose a genius from being bullied. I aim to become part of our pack warrior's elite team. I enjoy a good fight.

but we can’t falter… WE NEED TO FIGHT” She sniffled and rubbed away her tears “Ok, come on let’s kill the fuckers” I nodded with a smile, and we ran back into the fight and just then I heard a loud roar and saw a throng of warriors approaching behind the rogues. There were so many of them and a smile rose on my face when I saw who was leading them... “Heath” I breathed out as he charged towards the rogues, he, Adeena, Trey and the rest of the warriors attacked them from behind and tore through them. I didn’t even know he would be here.

They did not wear the imperial gold or silk linings that had corrupted the Oakhaven council; their coats were matted with gray ash, their faces weathered and scarred by decades of hiding in the deep brush. "They want a word with the Queen," Torin said, his deep voice carrying none of its usual battlefield ferocity. He stepped aside, his sharp eyes flicking between Natalia and the northern elders with a tense, watchful stillness. The oldest of the three, a gaunt, white-furred wolf named Orkan whose left eye had been blinded by an imperial acid-lance winters ago, stepped up to the edge of the iron table. He did not drop to his knees. He looked at the soot-covered Natalia, his remaining eye tra