Warriors Shadowclan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Betas want that power, they want to be the Alpha. Solana in her wolf form cannot disobey what Blair wants, in her subconsciousness she wants to free herself from her control but she does not know how she needs to figure a way out. "This is Solana Velvela! Daughter of Sybil, the Alpha of all the Alpha from the Velvela Clan!"

Chapter 50: The Shadow Lord's Departure The harbor stretched before him like a promise of violence made manifest, its waters black as midnight beneath the pre-dawn sky. Forty-seven warships rode at anchor in formations that spoke of military precision and unlimited resources, their hulls gleaming with magical reinforcements that could deflect cannon fire and turn aside the most sophisticated naval magic. Each vessel flew the silver shadow of House Nox, but these weren't the modest coastal patrol ships his ancestors had maintained. These were instruments of conquest, designed to carry war across oceans and challenge powers that had never faced serious external threats.

His silence said: this is inevitable. The forest swallowed me. Branches lashed. Roots caught. Shackles burned. My wolf hurled herself against the walls of me until my chest ached with the force of her fury. My mark seared under my shirt, fighting the bone cuffs, but the runes etched into them drank power like water. Every attempt to surge forward snapped back harder. The rogues said nothing. Efficient, disciplined, not Ronan’s usual chaos. This was theater too, but with tighter choreography. The shard heir walked ahead, not glancing back, not needing to. His presence pulled like a tide.

Risel looked back at me and gave the smallest nod — permission, or maybe just resignation. It wasn't fair to keep hiding it from her. Not after everything she'd already done for me without asking a single question in return. "Alpha Dave — of the Adrastea Moon Pack — has opened an interrogation. About a black wolf. Here. At this school." Talia's mouth fell open. "Wait. There's a black wolf at Shawls? Those are banned. Their power is supposed to be—" She stopped mid-sentence. Her eyes narrowed, working it out in real time, gears turning almost visibly behind them. "Wait. How is that a problem for you, unless—"

I echoed, and Ethan gave me a nod. “They're a special group of Wolf Warriors, ranked higher than most. The Moon Fall Pack, led by Christopher Gale, is the only one that has produced Shadow Warriors with that kind of power.” I frowned, feeling overwhelmed. All these terms, the talk about the Pack, and the people who attacked the dorm last night felt like a complicated puzzle I needed to solve. “But why should the sisters and the orphans?” I asked in a low voice, and tears were ready to drip again. "Because they need you, but when they see me behind your back, they know they won't get a way to have you.”

The once-familiar forest now seemed like a labyrinth of uncertainty, every step she took shrouded in a foreboding gloom. "Come out, Shadowmaster!" Claire's voice echoed through the eerie silence, her determination cutting through the oppressive atmosphere. "Show yourself!" A deep, menacing laughter resonated from the darkness, sending shivers down Claire's spine. And then, in a flicker of movement, he appeared. Shadowmaster, a formidable wolf with jet-black fur that seemed to absorb what little light remained. "You have walked straight into my realm, little fire leader," Shadowmaster taunted, his voice dripping with malevolence. "You thought you could outsmart me, but now you are trapped."

She is driving me nuts with her secrecy and offhand comments like these. Before I could respond my delta came in,“Alpha! Rogues and hunters around 50”. “Rogues?” Ashley asked and I stiffened. “Just a code we use here for school rivals. Something came up, I have to go”,I said running out to the forest where all the warriors were. “What do you want?” I growled my warriors backing me up. “The Shadow Walker is in your territory. Hand her or him over and we’ll let you go”, he growled and I looked at him shocked. A Shadow Walker is someone who protects supernatural creatures like us against our enemies. Their identity is unknown. No one has ever seen them, like ever.

Familiar. Damien. But he wasn’t alone. Another presence surged behind him. Colder. Older. More dangerous. The priestess’s voice trembled. “That second Alpha… he commands the Shadow Clans.” Elena’s blood ran cold. The twins clutched her cloak, their light flickering violently. “Mama,” one whispered, frightened now. The ground began to shake. Massive silhouettes emerged from the darkness — warriors in black armor, eyes glowing red, their wolves towering and monstrous.

Seeing Alex and the others trying to climb the mountain, they immediately went forth to block their way. “The War Mountain is private property. No outsiders allowed!” The two disciples stood in the middle of the road. Shelly took a glance at them and huffed coldly. “The Mountain Warriors used to be known as quite a famous clan. I didn’t expect all of them to have turned to the dark side. They don’t even seem human anymore.” Alex was able to tell too. There was Shadow Blood around their foreheads. Moreover, the energy within the shadow was the same as the demonic Chi around the skies.

The man nodded. “Yes, Alpha Arthur did receive your letter. He sends his apologies for not being able to visit himself, but he sent me, the official pack emissary, in his stead.” “And?” Darren asked. I wrung my hands slightly behind my back, waiting with bated breath. The emissary shifted in his seat. “Alpha Arthur said he will send twelve Shadowclan warriors to help protect your borders,” he said, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding until then. “They are highly skilled warriors—I assure you, you will feel quite safe with them around.”