Warriors Cloudtail Novels & Stories

Some of the more traditional Nobles tended to turn their noses up at the notion, but it didn't seem to bother the young Lord in the least. Another tall, slender figure followed him in, this time without the overbearing and unnecessary cavalry in the form of hulking Guardian Knights. We straightened up as they approached and I began to take in the details of his companion. The resemblance was uncanny. Her piercing blue eyes were unmistakable even from across the room, but where Christian's were often muted under his dark brows, hers were highlighted through her long flowing lashes and high set cheekbones. She had straight raven hair that fell past her shoulders on one side and was shaved shor

Bree and Dax are flanking me, protecting their Alpha and Raul knew to make that swap with Bree without even being asked. We all come to—what would be, if we were cars—a screeching halt, when we arrive at the spot where Tasha is standing with two of our pack’s warriors, Conan and Theo. Off in the distance, I can see Channing with two more warriors, Blake and Serafina. When we first arrive, all of us are in wolf form because we can communicate with each other in the mind link. That is, until I hear Phelan, Raul’s wolf chuff behind me and then nudge my side to remind me that since he’s not a member of the Crimson Snow Pack, he doesn’t have a mind link to us. I quickly shift into my human form a

she moved away from me and stared out the window, leaving her back to us. He chuckled, “it’s fine, she’s most likely still feeling the effects of the drug, by all rights she should still be knocked out for at least another 10 hours, it’s the normal recuperating time for warriors, well that’s what our research has told us, but she seems to be at the recuperating time of an Alpha for some reason, strange,” he rubbed his jaw. He finished his exam of my vitals, looked into my eyes and rubbed his jaw frequently, shaking his head and repeatedly sighed only mumbling one word, “interesting.”

Anatashi had found him there one night after he'd been chased by a few Alphas from the pack. Wiping a tear from his eye, he sat by the pool’s edge, placed his palm over the water and a small bottle with a cork and deep purple liquid looking like Anatashi put her very life blood into the elixir came out of the water. Her wolf spirit is what turned the elixir this color, she explained to him. Just before leaving the oasis, Moon reached into a hole in the tree next to the pond and pulled out a letter, addressed to Tristan and his Royals. With his two prizes in hand he made his way back to Shyfter, Kurgi, and the Royals.

" So, please... listen to me. 'He pleads. Let’s talk later. I will just continue your plans.’ Emily sneered. She heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip before she continued talking while facing the kingdom map. "From this area, Cadmus and Taurus will lead the Delta squadron." Since they are both skilled with human weapons, they’ll lead the Delta. " "Alright, it’s a pleasure, your majesty." Taurus politely seconded. Emily pointed out the whole palace. "This spot, this will be covered by the alpha’s wolves." I’ll give birth one of these days. That’s the alpha’s presumption. And with this spot, they will protect the heir as the war starts. "

Sensing the age and power that came from the ancient wolf and came to stand behind her, peaking around her legs but not touching her. She was not surprised by the way he greeted her. He had called her by her nickname, Moon Wolf, since she had first been initiated as the conduit. A small endearment against the stark reality she always faced. He was dressed as he always was despite the cool morning air. Much like herself and her pack-mates that had lived so far to the North, they had become accustomed to its cold climate and were now immune. He wore only a leather kilt around his waist, his chest and feet bare, while his white hair flowed freely around his face. Two deep brown eyes that were s

"I extracted this from three hundred rare herbs. I will release the recipe publicly, but the refinement process is delicate. It requires a professional healing team." I look up at the man seated at the highest point: **Alpha King Lycan Blackthorn**. He is young, barely in his early twenties, with eyes that run deep. He’s watching me with admiration—and something else. I shift my gaze back to the crowd and finish my presentation. After the assembly, pack representatives swarm me, desperate to order the potion. I keep a professional smile and answer them one by one. "Halen Rhodes." A deep voice cuts through the noise. Everyone goes quiet, stepping back to give us space. It's the Alpha King.

That was the voice of the hairy legged warrior. The pounding of feet rang out again… this time fading out as they retreated. Violet wasn't sure how but she was able to step away from the tree. She came towards the three warriors and looked at them with her big, glistening baby eyes, making them hiss like overprotective elder brothers. "Son of a..." The tattooed warrior hissed as he ran a hand through his hair. Violet was about to thank them for saving her when the tattooed warrior forwarded a recognizable stick-on note along with a folded piece of paper.

The pack members took a moment to admire their handiwork, a sense of pride swelling within them. Charlotte, taking a brief respite from overseeing the preparations, found herself thinking about the significance of Aunt Caitlyn's visit. As the Alpha of the Golden Forest pack, Caitlyn’s opinions and decisions carried immense weight. Her approval and support were crucial, especially with the challenges the Blue Orchid pack was facing. And Daniel Scott’s arrival added another layer of intrigue. Known for his diplomatic skills and extensive network, he was bringing news that could potentially alter their strategies.

She could still hear the sounds of fighting all around, many bodies littered the grounds, but she wasn’t sure if it was dark warriors or light. Above the sun had begun to disappear behind angry looking black clouds. A loud rumble of thunder caught everyone’s attention. The dark warrior in front of Elaina looked to her dropping his sword. Placing two fingers in his mouth he let out a piercing whistle. “RETREAT!” He bellowed. All the dark warriors echoed his words as they began to disappear their weapons falling to the ground. Confused Elaina looked around trying to figure out what had caused them all to flee.