Warriors Jayfeather Novels & Stories

He had beard and moustache and was wearing black Salwar kamiz with a light brown wasket. "Thank you so much Dad." Abraham looked really thankful. Aban Chaudhary was driving he smiled listening to Abraham thank him again and again. "She is just like Waniya. You'd have a hard time." He commented and Abraham shivered just thinking of what Waniya would want to do to Minahil. "Dad please ask Waniya not to do anything now. I'd always be thankful to you." "Waniya wouldn't do anything." "Are you sure? Do you think she would let any of us live peacefully after hearing that you didn't break a bottle on Minahil's head and that you didn't got her expelled. And She would just kill me with tantrums."

It was like she had tapped into a hidden reserve of power that I had never seen before. I knew I could always count on Jada to have my back, no matter what. She was not just a friend, but my other half, and I felt blessed to have her as my wolf. Jada's roar echoed through the forest, announcing our victory over the enemies, I felt a surge of pride as the warriors around us turned their heads towards my wolf and bore their necks in submission. Jada accepted their submission with a nod, and the warriors started howling in joy.

Murmurs spread through the crowd and all the eyes that scrutinized and judged me made me want to disappear. “Silence please,” Joseph said in his powerful Alpha voice that had everyone shutting up immediately. “I am sure most of you know Ivy as a warrior in our pack. But she is not just some warrior, she is the first female warrior GrayCrest has had in centuries and in a few weeks she will be your Luna. So, please join me in welcoming her to the pack and wish her good luck for a successful, prosperous reign.”

The excitement in the warrior's voice piqued River's curiosity and he lifted his head and peeked out at the warrior. A smile quickly spreads across the warrior's face when he finally gets a look at the Omega's face. "Oh my, you're the cutest thing ever!" The warrior said and River smiled "How old are you? I have a little brother who might be around the same age and he's an omega too. Maybe you guys can hang out." "I just turned 18," River stated proudly. "Joey is 17, I bet you two would get along. If you want, I can bring him tomorrow." The warrior said and River's face lit up, excited to meet another Omega. He quickly nodded his head and the warrior smiled as he reached up and roughed his h

I wonder at that for a while and conclude it must be because of their beta, who is also sitting at this table for some reason. I take one look at Beta Fen of the Ironclaw pack and try to analyze him. His scars speak of battles fought and won. He's wearing a leather jacket and there are no sleeves, his arms are on full display and they are riddled with scars. He's a fighter for sure, but he's also something else. I take a closer look and beg my mind to notice that thing that feels just out of reach. His hair catches my eye first. It's tucked behind one ear, and made to fall over the other and down the shoulder of that ear. Warriors wear their hair cut close, or at least in various short style

Jake speaks confidently. Manuel is nodding. He would know what the warriors could do, as he was one of our lead warriors and one of our best, along with Gabe. Saying that, their Dads were the same, having only retired a few years ago, so if anything did happen they would no doubt still be capable fighters and capable of holding their own. “Hopefully the warriors will not need to fight, but the fact they will be on call is the key to our safety and our success” Jake says.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

The old warehouse had been empty for a few months, but with generators connected, the music playing, and the bikes all parked in sections, it looked like the perfect way to spend the day. He parked his bike in an empty space, waiting for Jenna to park the truck right behind his bike. He couldn’t park with the Warriors, it would be seen as favoritism, and that his allegiance lay with them and only them. This way, he was still just Wrath, the lone rider. He spotted the Warriors immediately, and Weasel took the shopping bags from Jenna’s hands. “You are sitting with us, aren’t you?” Jake grinned. “Yeah, Weasel, we’re sitting with you.”

I asked softly as my fingers went instinctively up to touch the piece of jewelry around my neck. His eyes softened as he sighed. “You have chosen a different path by marking the Lycan King and can no longer be the Warrior Goddess that you were meant to become,” he stated plainly and I gasped. “What?! But I want to become that!” Shrugging, he growled, “It's too late. Warriors are mateless, and I know that your mother explained that to you.” Devastated beyond words I lowered my eyes to my shaking hands and clenched my teeth.

Leading them was ex-Gamma Jason, Head Warrior Nick, Ashford, and his mate, Thea. Ash darted his eyes at me and nodded. In his orbs were unspoken apologies. That was enough for me to erase what I thought about them earlier. Moon Valley is not a coward after all. Perhaps, the idea of what is right versus what is acceptable in our society finally dawned on them. “Warriors of Moon Valley!” the gallant head warrior exclaimed. “Let’s take our freedom back and save Nixon Turner. ‘Charge!!!!!!!!” “Grrrrr!!!!!!” The Stone Valley shook with their low guttural vocalization in unison. The warriors charged and battled with us.