Warriors Graystripe Novels & Stories

~Hunter’s Point of View~ I was enjoying my nice, quiet day off soaking in my huge tub. It had been a long week and my brothers and I rotated being on active duty and on call. I was aching for my week off. They were few and far between anymore since it seemed like everyday someone else was being a menace, being difficult. My brothers and I were Shadow Warriors, a coalition of various supernatural beings that keep the peace between each other and between our own kind. It’s a damn hard job, but someone has to do it.

"Hey, you guys! Show some respect to your Head Gamma!" Gray yelled at them. "Respect your elders, warriors!" "Yes, Sir!" The Gammas replied. “What did you to my men?” Kaide demanded and Gray just shrugged. “Astraea, they’re so mean to me, aren’t they?” He gave her puppy dog eyes which she thought was cute, considering his age. “You should get your hair dyed,” Kaide said. “I’m older than you but your hair makes you look older.” “Genetics, damn it! I’ve had gray hair since I was a teen.”

The red signifies the prisoner, the black signifies Xylah men and the white signifies our army. I use the other colors like yellow, blue, orange and brown to mark the other pack we were to attack. As I was calculating, I felt an arrow being thrown at me which I dodge, causing it to land on the wall. "Woah," I heard them mumble. When I looked, I found Dante with the arrow and I noticed it was already evening. I have been calculating this for quite a long time now. "See Gemma, even with her focus on it, she could still sense it," he said. I quickly put everything away, before standing up.

Pups chased each other between the stalls while their parents shouted after them. I made my way toward the spectator area. Other Packs had already arrived — clusters of unfamiliar faces, warriors sizing each other up, children darting between the food vendors. Two of Harrison's warriors stepped into my path. "This isn't the place for you." The taller one crossed his arms. His name was Garrett. I'd sparred with him once, back in my first month here. He'd complimented my footwork. "Warriors and honored guests only. Not housewives looking for attention."

Her wolf told her, but it's basically clear because her eye color is back to the way it was, not bloody like his eyes. " Oh, slanderer, who cursed the one who made you a thousand." Cursed March with an eruption to climb Maine trying to rip his neck but it's very difficult Maine panicked when he felt his fur being pulled out between his teeth. “ Attack!” He commanded them to run quickly and all of them had the same target..that black wolf called the god of war! They pushed him hard so that Maine howled weakly, so he fell to the ground and the flesh of his neck got stuck between his teeth

In the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of brown hair and crystal blue eyes, I turned around to see Alpha Grayson surrounded by around ten warriors, his face expressionless as he walked with them, heading towards one of the black vehicles. I walked towards him, my heart beating faster the more I got closer to him. My feet carried me across to where he stood, and my stomach flipped a little bit as I stopped around a couple of feet away from him and the warriors. I knew deep inside me I would truly miss him, but I'm happy he would get the treatment he would need to be a much stronger Alpha. He was talking to a few of the warriors, his expressionless face staring off at them before he stopped an

“It’s a warrior. We can’t just—” Grayson refused, his arms tightening around me, holding me close against his chest. “No,” he growled softly, his voice low and possessive. “Stay right here, baby. I’m not letting you go yet.” He called out to the door, his voice steady but edged with frustration. “Enter.” The warrior stepped in, bowing respectfully, his eyes carefully avoiding us as he held a scroll in his hands. “Alpha, the report from the eastern border. There’s movement near the neutral lands. Liora’s group was spotted again.”

It is such an overwhelming and significant feeling; it's like an outer body experience. I see warriors on the sports field, and over at the sparring ring. To the left of the field is a massive obstacle course. Everyone is dressed in black, divided by colours of blue, grey, yellow and red, and one group in all black. They all have warrior stripes in the same colour on their cheeks. It looks so cool, and never have I wanted some stripes on my cheeks more… My adrenaline is pumping! My hands are trembling and I wish I could participate today… This is my kind of thing! Maybe I was meant to be a warrior more than an Alpha?

Lily: "Fuck..." We heard a growl from Grayson and then another word followed, "Mine..." My eyes widened not just on the feral expression on his face but on the person he was staring at. Grayson was never a violent person, if there was anyone who could get an award for bantering, he would be the first to come to mind, Grayson was a jolly good fellow, he had no bad blood in his system. Even though Grayson was never serious with anything he did, he could still command the warriors well, and with him as the head of the warriors, Zeus had been able to build firm security here at the Pack.

Damien held out his hand as Alpha Olie shook it. "Your Majesties, my name is Alpha Nero Witherspoon of Gray Cloud Pack. My request is the same as Alpha Olie's, we have been attacked over the past several months. Our number of losses is not as high but we humbly request soldiers," The dark brown-haired man bowed low as his eyes were filled with tears.