Warriors Link Novels & Stories

Allistar POV Today is my 18th birthday and i cannot explain how excited I am to find my mate, i've been waiting for her since I first found about about mates, which was when I was 10 years old. So, yea I have been waiting for a long time and all I can hope for is that she is kind and maybe just maybe a good fighter. The last one is mainly becasue I am the Top Warrior of my pack, the Opal river pack, and it would be a dream come true to train with my mate. I became Top Warrior of my pack a few weeks after my 16th birthday. I had always been an amazing warrior since i started training when i was 12 years old per the request of my father Alexander to ensure I make myself useful to the pack. Nor

The room erupted in cheers and I sat back down to Peter. "Now, we must prepare for our allies in the Blood Moon. If they are to be ambushed, we will be there to fight alongside of them. A war may be coming and we must be ready. From now on, we will be training from five in the morning to noon. I know it's long hours, but this will be a time to master your skills and learn new things that you want to. You must push each other and look out for the good of all. If anyone is against this, please say so now." No one said anything. Everyone stared straight at Jaedon, a determined look in their eyes. "We are strong because we stick together and know we have no weakness. We will eat good meals and h

“Already heading back with the members of this camp… Now you can either link Oliver to come, face me here or I can link him and I will face him outside his packhouse.” The warrior in front of me goes quiet for a moment before returning his attention back to me and saying, “Alpha Oliver has extended an invitation for you to join him at the packhouse…” I raise my eyebrows and nod. “Very well. In front of everyone, it will be. Lead the way.” The warrior turns around and starts walking back the way he came. I follow but keep my senses open and on full alert. I then open my link with all the warriors left with me.

he exclaimed proudly. There was a brief silence after that. His Papa Herman appeared to be deep in thought. He approached him after a minute with an envelope containing a letter. As his father handed it to him, he frowned. "It came from your Uncle Lando," his father stated sternly. His Uncle Lando was his mother's eldest brother. He was one of the captains of the WW Force, the organization of soldiers hunting werewolves. He looked confused at his Mama Geraldine because he couldn't understand why his Uncle had written to him, especially since he wasn't close to him.

This is the reason why Reyan risked his life to go to the West Kingdom to notify the others. They can’t wait anymore, since the witch can’t, too, and maybe, the moon goddess also. The decisive battle will happen after this rain ends! … Somewhere in the West Kingdom. The witch read the letter that they intercepted from Reyan’s side and frowned. “So, they found the moon goddess’ temple through Yuria and saw many carved symbols around there and they had to decode them first to find out what my weakness is?” she said and sneered in disdain as she burned the letter. “That old btch just won’t die!” she said, referring to Yuria.

My head moved slowly as my gaze left my hand and lifted to his face, his dark blue eyes gazed into mine and in that moment, I saw the concern that swirled within them, it was genuine and a small smile curved on my lips, “yes, sir.” He nodded and shoved a shirt at me, “cover up, you still have an unwelcomed guest to deal with.” I couldn’t stop my laughter, “unwelcomed is a nice was to put it sir.” I didn’t miss the smirk on his face as he walked with me back to the command center. I broke our silence, “sir, I need to be able to mind link with the rest of the warriors, it was a bit off-putting out there tonight with no way of communicating with any of you.”

“Did you lose too many people?” “No, I lost two warriors, it hit me badly but I'm also glad that it wasn't more than that.” “I'm so sorry, Drew. I will reach out as soon as I can.” “Alpha, we have an Alpha by the borders.” A warrior reached out through the mindlink. “Someone is here, I'll call you back, okay?” I told Drew. “Sure thing, bye for now.” He cut the call. I reached out to the warrior. “Who is it?”

she said again, her voice cracked. My brows furrowed in confusion, just when we heard a loud howl in the air. **** Marvin The loud howl of the warriors blared in the air almost immediately, and I turned open the mindlink to the warriors stationed at the borders. Their cries ripped through almost instantly, violent and urgent, echoing across the link. “Attack!” they shouted, their voices overlapping, strained, filled with raw panic. The air itself seemed to vibrate with it and I turned sharply.

Father made sure to apply non-scarring cream on them each time. And at thirteen, I became a general with troops. I led attacks and take downs. Ten years. I worked hard for ten years and somehow it seemed like five years was enough to get rid of all that hardwork. “I gained merit with Blue Crest. Riven said it was time I got it back,” I said. “I’m guessing most are loyal.” I nodded. Some were my old mates so they were glad to have me back. “There are some doubters, but I’ll handle it,” I said.

The neon sign outside “THE FULL MOON” bar flickered with a buzzing sound that usually meant a bulb was about to explode, but inside the air was a scent of cheap whiskey, expensive cigar smoke, and the musky pheromones of filthy restless werewolves. “My name is ROXY” I stood backstage, leaning against a peeling locker watching Jax, adjust his glittery thong in the mirror. Jax was my best friend. “Just a little here, and yup that’s it” He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs.