Novel & Cerita Warriors Crookedstar

I Continue, and he smiles “Yes, I do. Welcome all.” He says and smiles “The Warriors are Jacob, Jason, Andre, Christopher, Thomas, Michael, Jack, Oliver, Owen, and Eli,” I say and I feel the surprise from my warrior. They didn’t expect me to know their names. “I have cleared a wing on the second floor to the right. It is completely free, and your warriors have my permission to keep everyone away from there.” Carter tells us. “Thank you, Alpha,” I say and smile.

It was embarrassing how it affected me, like I was no better than a heat-crazed yearling. The council circle was forming, warriors stepping into place with grunts and shoves. There were about twenty of them, the strongest of us—broad-shouldered, scarred from battles with rivals and humans alike. Garrick, young and hot-headed, bumped shoulders with Kael, an older wolf with a limp from a trap. They nodded to me, respect in their eyes, but hunger too. I was their priestess, but also a she-wolf, ripe for the ritual.

His wise eyes sized me up. I knew I must look like hell—red eyes, wrinkled clothes, reeking of despair. He cut me off. "So, you know where she went. But do you know why she had to go?" I froze. "Damien, do you know what The Claws represent?" The Elder stood and walked to the window. Of course, I knew. The top werewolf security organization in the world. Directly under the royal family. Only the best of the best from every pack made it in.

Maya spit these last words, and the crowd roared, some laughing, some howling with rage. Sasha said nothing. She stood there, fists clenched, her eyes darkening. “You will not disrespect our union.” Her voice was a menacing growl, though a poor imitation of an Alpha. “Don’t ever forget your place, Rogue.” The Warriors laughed. Encouraged by their support, Sasha pointed at the pair of them. “Warriors! Do not let a pair of filthy Rogues disrespect your Alpha and his TRUE Luna!” The Warriors, their anger reignited, surged forward once more. They yanked Maya over the railing, and she was lost in the crowd. All I could hear were her screams of terror.

Things had been civil between the Warriors and the Diablos since we’d helped them nail down Craig. “Nah,” Rook said finally. He smirked, but there was no humor in it. “Just passing through. Thought I’d grab a six-pack for the road. Didn’t think I’d run into the big bad Talon Nash in the frozen food aisle. What’s next, coupon clipping?” Talon’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t rise to the bait. “Watch your mouth, Rook,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “You got your toe in Warriors territory. Don’t forget that.”

Darius's warriors followed more slowly, clearly uncertain about taking orders from a mercenary. I stepped into the clearing alone. The three rogues spotted me immediately. Their eyes lit with predatory glee—a lone wolf, apparently unaware, walking straight into their trap. Fools. "Well, well," the largest one said, shifting to human form. Scars covered his chest. "Look what wandered into our territory." "Your territory?" I kept walking, casual and unconcerned. "Strange. My map says this belongs to Crescent Moon Pack." "Not for long." He grinned, showing too many teeth. "Once we're done killing their Alpha."

I decided I needed to follow up asking him about his life sometime, I just had so many questions. “That would be the current state of the Blood Claw and White Star packs,” Isaac said. “What is your proposal,” Quinn asked. “Seeing as the entirety of the Blood Claw ranks and all head warriors were wiped out, there is no one coming forward to claim a position on their end. As for White Star, Ridge Sparks has declared his intent for Alpha, with his trusted childhood friend Pike as his Beta. They have already gathered roughly a hundred wolves from both packs willing to pledge allegiance to him,” Isaac stated.

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

She let him see and hear what she had and felt his rage when he saw what the other Alpha Wolf intended, 'Alpha Draco’ He told her jumping out of bed and linking Carrick, ‘My office and bring the Warriors’ He turned to Katya as he pulled on his clothes giving her a quick explanation of who this Rogue was, 'He was banished to the Outlands years ago for killing his Mate and raping a human killing her too. He is pure evil. My father took his Pack and forbade his return this can only be because he has scented you he wants you for his own to give him the power to return and rule.’