Warriors The Prophecies Begin In Order Novels & Stories

“And the boy you are trying to save.” Snow drew in a sharp breath behind me, but I couldn’t look at her. I couldn’t look away from the vision. The golden figure—me—was reaching out. The shadowed figure—Carter—was recoiling, teeth bared, eyes burning with something feral and unfamiliar. Phineas’s voice sank low. “The Oracle’s vision has already begun to unfold. The Prophecy does not wait for your readiness, Charlie. You must learn control… or the forest will not be the only thing that burns.”

Jason knew that once trust was broken, blood would follow. When the warrior finally returned with news of scorched earth and poisoned ground, Jason’s visions no longer felt like nightmares. They were prophecy. The blackness was here. And it was only the beginning.

“We have to figure this out. There’s more to this prophecy than we understand.” “We know that the two of you are the keys to bringing this war to an end,” Priestess Adelaide finally spoke. She turned her kind eyes to me and smiled. “The moment you entered the village, the vision became clear to me. I was able to see it completely for the first time.” “The Alpha King told me that,” I began. “But I’m afraid I don’t understand. How can both of the prophecies be correct? Aren’t they contradictory?” “Not at all,” she replied. “It only makes sense that both sides would have to be involved in bringing the war to an end.”

Then lower on the wall, I saw figures fighting, tearing each other apart. “The war,” I whispered. Revan nodded. “The beginning of it.” Jordan ran a hand over another panel. “This one looks different.” I turned. It showed a woman holding a child wrapped in fire, standing between two armies. Behind her, the moon and sun overlapped, their light joining. “She looks like you,” Jordan said quietly. I stared at the carving, my heart pounding. “It’s the prophecy.” Revan stepped closer. “No. It’s a warning.”

“I will take my leave now. Thank you for this opportunity to prove myself to you.” The older man only waved him off and immediately linked with his Beta. “Tony, I want you to head North along with three of our best warriors,” he instructed. He thought for a while, his thoughts of the things he heard about the prophecy and what Conrad had told him. “And send another three to human territory where the brothers had met.” “For what reason, Alpha?” Anthony replied. “Looks like the prophecy we had been hearing will finally come to fruition.”

“The prophecy that foretold the King’s downfall, and of the true heir’s rise to the throne.” “Tell it to me,” I demanded. “The King, he commanded us—” “TELL ME,” I repeated, rolling off as much power as I could to override Tobias’s command on the Beta. He quoted the prophecy to me immediately, “‘It will begin with a stolen crown A worthy scion Nature and Moon Forbidden but inevitable Forever bringing harmony The chains of the past will threaten But the light will sunder them And turn them to dust.’” My mind was reeling with all the information he had just given me. A prophecy? A curse?

“I should intervene.” “Well I think we should let mama witchy do her thing. Believe me, when I say there were more harsher scenarios in the past,” Alcander retorted instantly, with a hand over his dark hair. My hands connected with my face as I tried to remember the prophecy I got. “You’re in history, you know.” Caspian had breathed out. “M-me?” I had stated, confusingly. “Yeah, we are in history.” “Long ago, some Seer foresaw a war between districts and our Kingdom.”

“Not everybody knows this part of the prophecy, we don’t want the people panicking so we made it look like a myth but it is true every alpha and luna in the world know the true legacy because every leader was present the day the prophecy was said. We all agreed to look out for the black fur with blue eyes, and turns out the moon goddess gifted you to me. Since the prophecy was made every pack started training warriors for the war, not knowing when it will come and not wanting to be surprised either. When you were born, we expected a war to break out but nothing has happened for the past 30 years so everyone is relaxed but I am not. That is why I want you to make an ally with one of the stron

She spoke in wisdom and all the alpha went silent in realisation. "What is that prophecy Tomramas?" William asked in his emotionless tone. Tomramas moved to the center of the table as they all sat back on their various sit. He moved his sceptre creating a circle like mirror. "This goes back to hundred years before the war. A prophecy came to us the early wolves, about the birth of a destructor the sign of the bearer of such baby, would be fire, she would bear such sign on her both shoulders, till her baby is delivered and she'll pay with her life." Tomramas started.

My senses sharpened, instincts firing like sparks. The girl from Silver Claw… Aria… There was something about her I couldn’t explain. Something that pulled at me even now, like her name lived just beneath my skin. But the prophet’s certainty… his evidence… his calm, unwavering tone… My thoughts tangled into a knot. “What do you want me to do first?” I finally asked. The prophet bowed deeply. “Call a war council,” he said. “Prepare your wolves. The Red Moon rises in seven nights.”