Warriors Cats Rusty 소설 & 이야기

since you wanna play hard remember your men are under my control I can make them do this "he sad and snap his finger and all the wolf warriors behind him unleash their claws. "you wanna use out warriors against us " Cheyenne said glaring at him but he shook his head . " that won't be fun . now claw your hearts " he said and warriors obeyed .they stabbed their claws into their chest ,not with out wincing in pain and blood gushed out the sight was horrible and right now am starting to think it was a mistake taking the girl .

“But then Rusty was just your wolf’s name, wasn’t it, Felix River, the last Alpha of Moon’s River. Felix, I failed your daughter, and I failed you because I didn’t protect her well enough, and the same with the last gift you gave to her in this life. But know this, old friend, I’ll get to the bottom of this.” Alpha Jarvis raised his glass to the empty air, a silent toast to his departed friend. The memory of Felix River weighed heavily on his heart, a constant reminder of promises both kept and broken. He took a long sip of whiskey, letting the amber liquid burn down his throat as he gathered his thoughts. Across the packhouse, in the mate suite, Dante's fingers hovered just above Aretha's h

Goddess Bastet, this was no time to have the 'weak girl' chat, he would have to get over himself. “Let’s go.” he motioned towards the door with his head, reluctantly, reading the glare I gave him, daring him to say something. I climbed into the back of a truck that was waiting for us when we stepped outside the palace doors. Quickly clambering down the short steps. I took a seat in the bed of the truck with other fighters, who were waiting, while Crimson took the passenger seat in the cab. The Warriors looked at me like I had lost my mind. A were-cat princess didn’t join the ranks.

“Why are you getting into trouble here?” Faking being hurt, I put the basket of bars on my hip. “Is that Tatum?” Another warrior came over to me. He was a little older, in his silver fox era, but could still beat all the younger generation out. “Hey!” Chris gave me a side hug. “It’s good to see you!” “You look happy, kiddo.” He smiled at me before dropping his hand. “Where is Alpha Maddox?” Looking around, it was like Maddox was waiting for a cue to walk over. “Right here.”

Damn it. "Just bring any woman you want, fucker," Rusty said, sitting in front of us. Arik looked up at him. "Hmm. Can I bring Celeste instead? Since you said you've got someone. Won't you be jealous? She said she's not taken yet." My jaw dropped because of that. I saw Rusty's broad grin as he looked at me. When I glanced back at Arik, he was looking at me seriously, but a mischievous smile still played on his lips.

Dad warned him. "You don't need to remind me of that, Mr. Bianchi. She's my wife." Russo said. I glanced back at the stairs where Alessio had stormed in wrath. "I'll be back." I told them and ascended the stairs. The moment I stepped into his wing, everything was destroyed in my way, things were scattered, and antics were broken. I chewed on my lips anxiously. That was unexpected. I witnessed terrified Catrin, she watched him pressing her body against the wall.

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

says one of the prisoners mockingly to the warrior . "Pussy's don't get no pussy " says another prisoner ,making the rest laugh out loud while when warrior stays on the ground growling in pains . "You should come here let me fuck you pussy " says another yet again this time coming from the end of the tunnel. The warrior finally got back up and gave me a hard punch in my stomach ,shit that hurts i growl in pain .

The neon sign outside “THE FULL MOON” bar flickered with a buzzing sound that usually meant a bulb was about to explode, but inside the air was a scent of cheap whiskey, expensive cigar smoke, and the musky pheromones of filthy restless werewolves. “My name is ROXY” I stood backstage, leaning against a peeling locker watching Jax, adjust his glittery thong in the mirror. Jax was my best friend. “Just a little here, and yup that’s it” He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs.

"When we first met, I thought he was one of the bravest cats in the forest… Then things changed when he became a warrior." Smokefrost's heart began to race a little faster when she pictured the dark-furred tom. Now she understood why he looked so familiar. A knot formed in the pit of her stomach. They'd never spoken much to each other, but it always seemed as if he was glaring in her direction whenever they were alone or close by. "Well, I'm a warrior of ShadowClan now myself," she snapped. "I can see that," Frost narrowed her eyes dangerously. "And I'm warning you not to trust the Clan cats. All they ever do is cause heartbreak and hardship."