Warriors Linked Universe Novels & Stories

Everyone, including King Uther and Princess Maia laughed. Damien continued, "Seated at the table to my right, is your Luna's mother, Gabi Thomas. She is a doctor and will be working at the clinic and hospital. Luna's father, Cade Thomas, was the lead warrior in his previous pack. I wanted to assign him to that position, but he insists on earning it from you." One of the warriors stood and spoke, "Alpha, all of the warriors saw this man fight last night. We have all agreed that he should be lead warrior. We were going to request that today." Damien smiled, "I'm glad you all see it. Gus, this man and your Beta Female's father are the ones who trained your Luna and Beta female on their MMA skil

While he moved back to his side of the ring. The sparring between the two of us went on for a few more matches and by the fifth one, Alpha Xavier says, “I have seen enough.” As he moves into the ring and picks me up into his arms and twirls me around. When he puts my feet back onto the ground, he looks at his warriors and says, “We have a she wolf worthy to call our Luna.”

I threatened back and he seemed moved. “I can’t believe you are choosing to condemn something so many women are fighting for.” He said but I didn’t care. “Stop thinking any of the things you said would move me because the won’t change the fact that you would be the Luna of this pack in two days.”

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.

I mindlink him, but no response I pressed my palms to my temples, steadying myself. I didn’t need to ask. Deep in my gut, I already knew Ronan. His shadow had haunted me too long not to recognize the stench of his presence when it seeped through the bond. The door creaked open, and one of the younger omegas peeked in. “Luna,” she whispered, her wide eyes filled with fear. “The Alpha has called for the warriors. They’re preparing for something… I think..” She hesitated, swallowing hard. “I think it’s war.”

I said calmly “I also know the bond is not a license to abuse, threaten, or control. I’m watching Oliveira limp every week, and now I’m watching you try to drag her off this field like she’s your property.” He stepped forward, towering over me, but I didn’t flinch. “With all due respect, Luna, you’re here playing warrior. You and your little group of girls can punch bags and pretend it makes a difference, but this is the real world. Warriors bleed for this pack. We don’t have time for your feelings.” I smiled slowly. “How about this, Ned? You and I spar. If you win, I’ll let you take her.” He laughed, “I’m not fighting a female. And not my Alpha’s mate.”

It's pretty cool, though. "That's crazy. I didn't think there was anything behind it." I hear Raven whisper from her chair next to me. Atleast we are all pretty shocked by this and it's not just me. "Yes, it's interesting information, but it's not important right now. Any other questions about your appearance or can I continue?" We all shake our heads to let him know we don't have any more questions. "Ok, so more about the prophecy. In the prophecy it states that there is a war upon us that will forever change the fate of the werewolf population. It will be a war between the Rogues and peaceful packs. If the rogues win, our world will be tossed into chaos that's filled with death and misery.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

As we descended into the subterranean colosseum, the noise became overwhelming. Two thousand warriors filled the stone tiers of the cavern. These were the Shadow Warriors—the battle-scarred outcasts of the Dead Woods. They were alphas, betas, and omegas who had been rejected by their birth packs, criminals who had survived the brutal winter wilderness, and veterans of forgotten border wars. They didn't wear uniforms; they wore heavy furs, iron chains, and leather straps over bodies covered in jagged claw scars. They were savage, and radiated a volatile pressure.

Next, I mindlinked my Gamma. “Alpha.” I heard him replying through our mindlink. “Carl, I need you to assemble all our warriors and dispatch the elite squad to the Goldclaw Pride Pack now,” I commanded him. “I will go straight from the Werewolf Council office to join you guys there.” Just like Noah, his answer was immediate. Noah must have told him of what had happened to my Luna, their future Luna. As my right-hand and left-hand men, they needed to constantly update each other in case any problems arose, ensuring they were prepared for any orders I would give them.