Warriors Tawnypelt Novels & Stories

TALEN didn’t have time for more bullshit from his brother. “I will.” The man spun around and stomped out the door. TALEN plopped into his chair and rubbed his hands over his face. He was so tired of this. The only thing he wanted was to snuggle under the covers with his mate and practice making another cub. He was half-hard in a second. DYLAN knocked and popped his head in. “TALEN, the warrior king from GALAXA, VANDER KASVAL, is waiting for you in the conference room.”

"The South sends Warrior Rafe of the Bloodclaw pack. He is our strongest warrior in the pack." Rafe's wolf aura flared strong and savage that the other warriors who are watching felt him. I remembered him, once a rogue before David took him in. Dangerous choice, but fitting for the South wolves. Finally, the King's golden eyes turned to me, his nephew. "And the West, Alpha Archer? Can you introduce us your warrior?" I move myself forward. Every gaze of the warriors followed me. Every heartbeat felt louder in the silence. "The Western pack sends Warrior Daren," I said firmly. "Disciplined, loyal, and born of our lands he will take the challenge."

And also saw the army brought by Alpha Darren, which was all the animals that inhabited this hill. A very rare gray furry wolf with dark black eyes, that was Alpha Darren's look. “Help me,” Diana said weakly. She had been pinned down, injected by something that had for some reason locked up her healing ability so that it didn't work. Diana could instantly recognize Alpha Darren's wolf form because of the same look in his eyes. Alpha Darren growled. All the animals that were with Alpha Darren approached Diana and the kidnapper. “I'll throw her off the cliff if you don't stop them all!”

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.

Elder Harrod’s Reflection The gray-haired wolf stood near the training grounds, leaning heavily on his cane as he whispered to a younger warrior. “It is as it should be,” Harrod murmured, voice cracking with age but sharp with conviction. “For years, I doubted any would rise to reclaim what Bernard had stolen. But Troy has proven himself not only in battle, but in spirit. To bond with the Masked Alpha? Hah. That is fate itself, writing in bold strokes.” The younger wolf bowed his head, the scent of reverence heavy in the air. The Warriors’ Roar A cluster of young warriors celebrated openly, their voices echoing across the field.

I think they will be welcoming to whomever Grand Priestess Rhiamon chooses for their coven. “EVERYONE! HALT TRAINING!” Tiernan booms. The warriors and spell casters stop what they were working on and turn their attention to our rather large group of people. “Warriors and spell casters, this is Alpha Brock of the White Paw Sleuth and these are his warriors. They have come to join us in the battle of Annwn and therefore, they need to train for it. Please, help his warriors to understand what you have been working on and put them through their paces.” He says, before walking around to the individual training groups.

Immediately Aren left to the pack house to where the lack warriors where training. He picked the strongest among them , whise name are called Devan, Stou, Dave, Kachi, and lastly Mike . After relaying the information the alpha had given him to them, they gathered together and left for the healers house. Looking from the window in his office, Dwanye saw Aren and the other remaining warriors leaving. He went back to his desk , expecting a feedback from them. On getting to the healer house, Aren knocked on the door. Nobody answered.

he asked me. “They didn’t ask. I didn’t tell. They either want our help or don’t. We’d be idiots to go in without our people,” I said. He hummed his agreement. Gamma Dayton was riding with his mate. Tanya was our Lead Warrior. She was ecstatic to tag along because she had been taking care of her parents over the past few months while they recovered from a bad accident. We also had ten top warriors that she personally selected. An additional team of thirty warriors was stationed halfway here ready to be called up just incase we needed them for anything.

a churlish Warrior named Campbell asks. The other Warriors glance sideways at him, the looks on their faces matching mine. We do not question a direct order from our alpha. Beast immediately comes to the forefront but Marinah responds before I do. She's dressed in her Warrior gear that allows for a quick shift to Beast. With her heightened human strength, she doesn't bother. She picks Campbell up by his throat, tossing him over the hellhounds and into the cage.

It’s the only reason I didn’t do it yesterday when I ran into him in the hallway after having tea with his mom. “Alpha Dominic Rivers!” He turns and stares at me, his chest heaving and his hands in fists too, mirroring mine. “I, Taryn Mackenzie Campbell, demand you follow the laws set forth by our ancestors and allow me to participate in an official warrior challenge!”