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He bowed his head again as he concluded. "What elders? Who dares try to interrupt the killing of those animals?" I sneered and gritted my teeth angrily. I hated when my orders were not done to the last bit of it. And besides, why would the so-called elders stop the killing of their enemies? Have the vampires suddenly bewitched the entire werewolf kingdom making them act and speak like cowards? I couldn't let them have their say in this, not while I was still here. "Let's go there, immediately!" I growled in anger and the warriors nodded their heads and turned in the direction of the door.

"You'll know when you reach the trial ground. The Council ordered it and all the Alphas approved" My stomach dropped and the warriors moved in.

Kate's P.O.V. As I pressed my hand on that warrior’s skin, darkness swallowed me whole. The cold hospital room vanished, replaced by a battlefield drenched in blood. The injured warrior staggered across the ruined courtyard, every breath sounding like broken glass scraping his lungs. His wolf growled fiercely as three rogues surrounded him, attacking at once. Despite his injuries, the warrior refused to retreat. He fought like a man protecting something far more valuable than his own life. Claws collided, and growls shook the air as he managed to throw one rogue into a wall before another ripped across his shoulder.

Author POV Akela stood in front of the warriors, his voice steady but sharp as he gave out orders. The air around them was tense. Everyone knew something was wrong. “As we all know,” Akela began, his deep voice echoing across the training ground, “the group will be divided into three. You all must be prepared. This pack is not safe anymore.” The warriors stood in lines, their eyes filled with determination and fear. The wind carried the scent of blood and smoke—reminders of what had happened the night before. Many had lost loved ones, and now, they were preparing for what could be their final stand.

Chulanne raised his hand, "Warriors from third-grade worlds, listen to this order! No one is to let any of these dogs go! We'll let them have a taste of pure suffering! At that moment, all the warriors from third-grade worlds were already going crazy. Their hatred and suffering had clouded their rationality. At that moment, they did not care about anything else. They just wanted to make the warriors from second-grade worlds pay, to make them feel pain. With Fane at the helm, the warriors from third-grade worlds were much safer. In the next hour, most of the ones who died were from second-grade worlds! Finally, the warriors from third-grade worlds had won the battle!

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi

“You address me as Alpha.” “Thank you,” I said, glancing at him. Now was the moment of truth. There was a murmur from the warriors surrounding the werecats, and I looked to see a warrior edging his way in. He nervously glanced at the werecats as he scooted past them and jogged up the steps to whisper to Alpha Raymond.

Reed clings to Serena’s side most of the morning, darting ahead, then back again, squealing with joy at glimpses of distant wolves. Lyra crouches beside him once or twice, letting him talk a mile a minute about his father returning home, and I notice how she seems to glow when she interacts with the children. Over the next couple of days, warriors trickle in. Some arrive singly, others in small groups, tired from long days on the trail. Some of the younger warriors bound ahead in excited leaps, ears flicking and tails high. The older ones move slower, careful, scanning the surroundings, but their eyes gleam with recognition, with belonging.

show them what to expect. He gathered his warriors to make a circle around me so I could show them all how I was going to fight the cats. He explained to them what I told him but didn’t tell them I am a dragon. That was probably for the best for now and I was grateful. You never who could be a traitor within the pack. I already had my doubts about beta Ray and his loyalty to my mate. I didn’t want them to fear me. Selwyn walked over to me in the circle and kissed me and said,” Show us what you got my Rain.” I nodded my head and waited for him to back away from me. Electricity danced in sparks up my fingers and my eyes turned an electric shade of blue as I called the earth’s natural currents

The first one asks. "You are all first year warriors, you do not have the authority to give orders to anyone. She is the highest ranked nonwarrior in the whole pack, she has the authority to give orders to 95% of the pack, how would she not outrank you?" I ask them, trying not to let my frustration color my voice too much. "You just said it, she is a non warrior, any warrior of any rank is higher than anyone else in the pack, thats just common knowledge." He say, he sounds cocky and I am irritated by it.