Warriors Cats Redtail Novels & Stories

he walked past the two angry Alphas, back to his pack house. Red stared at Scott and Scott stared back at him. So what has been the use of their journey? And what would they do about that kingdom? “That’s it! Red Mountains have seized to be part of the trinity pack” Walt growled inside Scott. His eyes glowed blood red and it reflected on Scott. Red tried holding Scott back but Walt tore away from him. He changed to his wolf form and broke open the cage that held the children. The guards at the entrance panicked seeing a huge black wolf, with red legs and bloody eyes staring into their souls.

When the Red River pack members see a huge red dragon fly over the packland, they hide their pups and scream in panic, the warriors prepare for battle. Zog drops the bags before letting his paws touch the ground and immediately Lucifron appears, leaving the pack in awe. The man in front of them was tall, handsome and athletic, with intense red hair and fully dressed. The beta runs towards the man, who was wearing a uniform, and bow. - Sorry for the reception. Are you Alpha Gary's mate? We didn't expect you so soon.

By the looks of things, the warriors weren’t doing well and looked to be losing the battle. As I charged toward them, it didn’t take long for all of their attention to turn on me. I nearly froze in my tracks when I got a better look at them. They looked possessed with bright, glowing red eyes and big globs of saliva dripping from their bloody mouths. I had seen feral wolves before, but this was different. I snapped out of my shocked state and pushed forward. I didn’t have time to dwell on it. Those warriors needed us. I don’t know what they are, but be careful. I warned Emma through the mind-link.

Warriors stood at attention as they passed, blood-streaked and battle-weary, but their gazes followed Kael and Aria with unwavering loyalty. Inside the command tent, the remaining Council members waited—Elder Rowan, the ancient wolf of Wintermere, his silver hair braided with wolfbone; Velric, Alpha of the Eastern Claw, his arm in a sling and face set in stone; and two others, their eyes shadowed with suspicion and uncertainty. Kael didn’t wait for formalities. He stepped into the center and placed a bloodied fang on the war table—a fang torn from the Crimson Fang leader’s second-in-command, a brutal warrior named Maras who had nearly broken through their rear lines.

Finally, there seemed to be a breakthrough—but what he said next made us all go silent and stare at each other. “There’s a rumor in the far south… that there’s a warrior who shows up to help small packs when they get attacked by the black wolves. And they say—she’s a beautiful redhead with green eyes. Gorgeous… but deadly.”

I ran my hands through my hair, pulling the nearly shoulder length blonde hair back into a small ponytail. Fuck it all The last six months had been fuckin’ hell. I hated everything right now. The only glimmer had been Coral, the red wolf I was guardian for. The red wolves were the protectors and peace keepers of all wolves, and I was Coral’s guardian wolf. Our history told us that having a red wolf present on earth was enough to bring peace and prosperity to all wolves. At most in our history, there had been ten red wolves at one time. Over 200 years ago, a power hungry group of wolves started killing off the red wolves and their guardians, until there were no red wolves left. This led to a

asked a dark-haired girl beside me with kind brown eyes. James chuckled. “Dear pack members, this is Laila—my most amazing gift from the Moon Goddess.” I raised a brow at him but couldn’t help a small smile. He flashed me his signature smile and winked. “That’s our female gamma, Kate,” he added, pointing to the black haired beside me. “And next to her is her mate and our gamma, Dereck.” Dereck, a broad man with dark hair and brown eyes, held Kate close with one arm. His wide face and beard contrasted her delicate features, but something about them made me think they could be siblings too.

The three of them had their form of the three musketeers back in their day, the last person dead for a long while now. "Yes, ma'am. That's why he sent us along with them and River, to keep you all safe." I said inclining my head towards her respectfully, drinking some of his lukewarm tea when she leveled a glare at his untouched cup. He may be a greater alpha and the next in line to be the Alpha King but he had no power in this room. Andromeda may be a female and a beta but she was pure authority. Red Fern may have no alpha, her wolf enforcers, and betas of smaller regions under her rule but she ruled it with total and complete dominance. Her wolves followed her without question, and while t

No, she will fight, and if she must, she will forge alliances in the shadows where the violet moon dare not reach. Her path is clear, though perilous. The only one who could possibly stand against the might of Alpha Wilson and the Redbone Pack is the one who lurks in the heart of the Amazonian Rainforest, a place where even the bravest wolves fear to tread. Alpha Cortis Reynold, the Black Mamba of Javari Valley, a name whispered with reverence and dread alike. It is said that his teeth are venomous and his heart is colder than the darkest night. The stories tell of his dominance, his hunger for power that rivals that of any wolf in North America. If there’s one soul in the world who would re

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} It's been two weeks, since Red left with the East River warriors, to take her place as their new Alpha. She has been in contact only once since she left, to confirm that she arrived safely and that the pack accepted her. I am pleased that they did, as despite not having much interaction with her myself, her actions proved that she is a good person.