Warriors Whitestorm Novels & Stories

The first scream did not come from the battlefield. It came from inside a Whitemoon warrior. They were holding the eastern line when it happened, shields raised, blades slick with blood, boots planted in ash soaked stone. The feral wolves had surged again at dawn, pouring out of the lower districts in waves that did not tire, did not hesitate, did not retreat. The Whitemoon fighters were exhausted but disciplined, moving as one, answering commands even as fear pressed hard against their ribs.

"No Lua. This will work. We are mates. The goddess paired us for a reason and at the perfect time too. I am the strongest Alpha of the the US. No one will dare cross me. My army is the largest and strongest. I also have Hawaii and Alaska as allies. You will be safe, there will be no more wars under my leadership. We just have to figure out how we're introducing you and how we're going to put an end to the myths about white wolves." "You say that like it's easy. The White War just ended a few months ago. For almost 21 years everyone has hated us. I'm pretty sure I'm the last one. No refugees other than me made it to Canada." "Well think about the Great War against the humans. Werewolves took

And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina. Once I am officially 21, I can formally join the ranks of our Gamma's Warrior System. I'll try to simplify it. There are five classes in total, which are your training phase. We can start as early as 16-17 to prepare for our first shift on the first full moon after our 18th birthday—classes 1 and 2 specialized in strength, stamina, and pain endurance training. Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain.

I don't know if Asher knows I am aware of what Alex told me and I didn't want to overstep or get Alex in trouble for sharing information with me that he shouldn't have. 'They have levels for warriors here in Blood Moon. Elite, Diamond, Platinum and then training for your everyday wolves. They want to place us in our levels according to our skill sets and to ensure that Alpha Lance sent over his top warriors. I am counting on you all to perform at your peak levels and prove to Alpha Asher why Alpha Lance and Gamma Aaron chose you for this trip.'

A growl rose from the warriors—low and feral. “She’s the White Wolf,” I continued, “and she’s one of us. That alone is reason enough to go after her. But this isn’t just a rescue mission. It’s a declaration.” They leaned in, eyes blazing. “We go to war.” The pack roared as one—wolves in human form and half-shifted bodies, fists clenched, eyes glowing, fury mounting. And I… I was already planning the path I’d take through the enemy’s bones.

New skin cells rapidly regenerated, swallowing the wounds and healing them miraculously beneath the warm flow of water. Trembling, I reached out to wipe away the thick layer of condensation fogging up the large mirror. As my reflection cleared and became visible, my chest tightened in absolute, paralyzing horror. My long-standing black hair, starting from the roots beneath the warm water, was rapidly turning into a pure, pristine white, like the first snow of the season. My near-sighted eyes, blurred without glasses, could now clearly see every single crevice on the wall, but my pupils had shifted into a feral, vertical slit of icy blue. And most terrifying of all... right on top of my head,

"She foresaw that the last surviving White Wolf would wander into my lands, carrying a power that can crush kingdoms. I need that power to destroy the packs threatening my borders." I took a deep breath, swallowing the shock. If he wanted to play cards on the table, I would play too. "Fair enough," I said, my voice hardening into ice. "Then you should know this, I only married you so you can help me fight my enemies." Damian raised an eyebrow, looking intrigued. "And who might those enemies be, little wolf? Give me their names, and my warriors will tear their lands apart by morning." I looked away, staring at the flickering candles in the tent. "No. I won't tell you."

Willow. The ship warped instantly out of the earth’s atmosphere, and eight in the face of the crack, taking them all by surprise. Orion grinned and pressed a button. “This is for Zephyr Prime, you bastards!”, he yelled as cannons emerged from all around the ship. They fired simultaneously in burst shots, killing all harbingers in range. They reacted quickly and started attacking the ship from all sides. “You’re up, guys.”, Orion said, and Quinn pulled out his swords. Willow took a deep breath and brought out one of his shards. He had learnt how to put limiters on himself like Tony. The harbingers were closing in now, exposing Zoi, who sat on a throne far behind his army.

If a spirit wolf was truly sacking settlements, then we were doomed. I reached out to the alphas of the Blue-Moon pack, the White-Moon pack and the Full-Moon pack for a coalition between us, but they never responded. When the Blue-Moon finally responded, the alpha rejected my offer stating clearly that we needed them more than they needed us. That they were better off without us and that we would only weaken their defences. I sent an envoy to the White-moon pack, but Alpha Clearsand said he was tied up with witches, vampires and hunter problems. Also, the attacks were not in his territory or his direction, so he couldn't get involved for now. He promised to see what he could do after he was

The air became silent, and still, no one moved. It had been the talk for the past few days. Something from the past had returned. Something with perilous intent for all of mankind. Her father's soldiers had been sent forth across the sea to battle these things, these whispers, and while everyone was scared to say it, they knew it was a failed voyage, and none of those men were fated to return. Not with the bodies the waves kept washing daily to the coast. The soldiers had been graced with the powers of the Whites, an untold force that was meant to keep them alive, but no one believed that was even a thing. Because they hadn't seen it used. But hell was about to break loose. And this danger,