Warriors Leafstar Novels & Stories

Suddenly, I feel a sharp twinge of jealousy. “You’re our enemy. She’ll never accept you!” Fluidly, Liam shifts into his wolf form and charges straight at me. Beta Brooks tries to step between us to block me, but he’s quickly knocked aside by Liam in his rage. With a fierce battle cry, Eclipse warriors charge into the fight, swinging and snapping at Blood Moon and Darkfang warriors with a fury.

Warrior, Green_Autumn, and Fairytale_Dream. I sit in my room for two hours talking to a couple of people. I discover Moonlit.Warrior is from Red Lodge, Montana, and is in line for a baseball scholarship. So that’s something we have in common. We both love sports and are both in line for a scholarship. This guy is someone I could really get on with I believe.

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

Even if it wasn't related he hoped if he helped them then they would help him get answers. "Can I help you?" Sean, one of the Shadow Howler warriors asked as he looked at the large man. "My name is Lachlan. I'm a warrior from the Sentinel Warriors pack. I came here to see if I could offer the palace some assistance." Lachlan replied. Sean was a warrior, but next to Lachlan, he felt small. He saw the tattoo of bird wings making a circle around a wolf's head. All the warriors of the Sentinel Warriors had the same tattoo.

I said to my beta who didn’t ask any Questions and called luther immediately, after few minutes luther walked in with a puzzled look… I am sorry son but you have to leave. “You called for me father?” He said to me while standing in front of me as everyone was wondering what he wanted to ask. “You have to leave, I have a mission for you.” I said to him after smiling to my thoughts. “What mission?” He asked in interest. “You need to make an alliance with the Redmoon pack.”

“Every warrior must know how to heal themselves and others. Today we learn herbs of restoration: Star blossom, fire leaf and melith root.” She walked to the board. She demonstrated how to crush melith root into a thick slave that could seal wounds and dull pain. “Star blossom…grows only where death has passed.” She explained while holding up a delicate white flower. “It revives strength but cannot mend spirit. That work must be done on your own.” The words echoed in Laura’s mind long after the lesson was over. ——— Since it was the weekend they had the rest of the day to themselves. No drill. No duty.

I’m truly stepping into my role as Luna of the pack, ready to fight for my pack, my family, and the land that has been stolen. Ahead of me, River walks with an intensity that sends a thrill of excitement through my veins. I can see his strong shoulders squared, his jaw set with determination as he leads the way. Beside him, Kellan, our Beta and my dear friend, strides confidently, his presence reassuring. I can sense the camaraderie among the warriors; their spirits are high, ignited by the promise of battle and the chance to reclaim what is rightfully ours.

“Blake, I know you love him, but a mate is everything. What if he isn’t your mate?” “He is. I can feel it. Since he’s turning nineteen in a few months, we’ll just have to wait. But I’m sure he’s my mate,” she said stubbornly. Deep down, however, she felt uncertain. She had loved the head warrior since they were young. Whenever he wrapped his arm around her, she would whine and cling to him. She loved him, but if he didn’t turn out to be her mate in a few months, she knew she’d have to let him go.

Warriors who were limping are now nearly healed. Children dart past, squealing and laughing. Serena, Reed, and Asher weave through the crowd passing out cups of cool springwater. The older men and women hand warriors jerky we dried yesterday and berries they forged while we were gone. “Lyra,” I say, stepping closer, lowering my voice so only she can hear. “Will you step aside with me for a moment?” She nods, falling into stride beside me. The sounds of the celebration still reach us, but the edge of the yard softens the noise.

“Now the tool is refusing to be used, and you’re all panicking.” “Leo, please reconsider,” a senior warrior begged. “We’ll compensate you.” “Compensate me?” I pulled an envelope out of my bag. “Too late.” “What is that?” Elara asked nervously. I opened the envelope and took out the documents inside. “A formal offer of employment from the Silver Creek Pack,” I said calmly. “They’ve invited me to be their War Commander and have offered me a position as a Lead Mate trainer.” A collective gasp filled the room.