Windclan Cat Novels & Stories

I couldn't imagine how these two alphas didn't have a go at each other. "Of course. To embrace the animal makes us inhuman. He has his primal instincts now. He is dominant and wild. We're going to have him tamed again. We have such a bright specimen, it would be a waste of government resources otherwise, do you not agree?" Dr. Dawson put his hand against the wall and the specimen stimulated immediately. His low growl immediately turned into a roar as he charged against the wall. He rammed himself into the window so hard that I flinched wondering if it would crack. Seeing, there wasn't even a crack, he shoved his face against the glass blinders as much as he could see. His eyes twit

"When I left and came here, Amy and Marcus declared me a traitor and placed a bounty on my head. It was the only way to keep me safe from the cats. We need you to offer safe passage when we run into the wolves." Nicolas digested what she said then looked to Vorlyk. "Tell me about your clan." "They're all female. Talya is the youngest." "How fast can she travel?" "She can keep up good enough in human form, but all my cats have issues." "Such as?" "You haven't met Sheeba. She's blind." Nicolas's thoughts were scurrying. "How did you come by your group of cats?" "It wasn't easy. Raykon has no respect for women. He enjoys torture and dishes it out at the smallest excuse. Each cat cost me favors.

She looks at me so sweetly. I melt. I could never deny her anything. “No, Billie, I'll never hide you away.” We kiss again. “We’re meeting with my father over video in half an hour. The Underground isn't a pack yet, just an extension of my father’s pack, Triple Moon. He needs to be advised on an attack against a pack member.” She peers shyly up at me. “Okay, I understand.” I brush her cheek with my thumb. “Don’t be afraid, Kitten. He's not scary.”

She thought I was nothing. Jane—no, Talia—smirked from the steps, admiring the execution. “Well,” Chloe said, looking over the crowd with supreme confidence. “I’ve shown my bloodline’s worth. Does anyone else from the lower territories want to come up and test their hand against the high script?” The room remained silent. Chloe’s eyes didn't leave my face. “Dr. Mercer? Why don't you show us what the West Coast wolves are made of?”

I said to Christian pushing him lightly on the shoulder, as we exit the cave. "Because back then it's the dragon spirit in them that departed from the ashes, and then leaves the marks. Since great-gran no longer has the spirit of a dragon, I guess we can say that's the cause." He explained and I nod my head. Made sense. "Well I'm happy my work to your clan is done. You can now walk with me in broad daylight, without being afraid of getting the needle." I smiled happily. "Yes that's true. And not just I, but the entire clan owe it to you. Thanks Anastasia." His arms went around my neck in one swing, I rested my head on his shoulder.

She laughed as my surprised expression, and I nodded eagerly, going over to sit beside her by the bed when she began narrating her story. Niana explained that her kind had a deep connection to their feline nature, with their agility, independence, and a strong sense of family bonds. She shared stories of her family's history and the different werecat clans that roamed the world. I listened with fascination, eager to broaden my horizons beyond the world of wolves that I had always known.

One by one, they fell to the pack's razor-sharp claws and savage teeth. The Alpha watched from a distance, his eyes glowing with a fierce pride. He had led his pack to victory once again, proving that they were the true rulers of the forest. But even as he basked in the glory of his triumph, something nagged at him - a feeling of restlessness, a hunger that could not be sated.

she began, "Having claws for starters. Being able to climb a tree so quickly is a result of those claws. Also, I've heard you purr in your sleep for a while now. This is the reason I could never allow any sleepovers with the other girls on your team." She took a deep breath, and continued listing my abilities. "I don't know if you've noticed yet or not, but werecats are typically quick learners and very agile. You have always been good at school and sports. And..." she paused here and narrowed her eyes, "After today's behavior you are oviboulsy able to transfer your thoughts.....that was completely unacceptable by the way!" "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would really work." I let m

By the time I wandered downstairs, the smell of dinner was heavy in the air, and so was the sound of my parents' voices from the kitchen. “The Alpha is pushing for the eastern borders to be secured before the winter freeze,” Dad was saying, sipping from his coffee cup, “The beta families are getting restless about the hunting quotas.” “Well, he needs to finalize the alliance with the Northern pack first,” Mom replied, chopping vegetables, “If the line doesn't hold, the politics of the council won't matter anyway.” I slid onto a chair at the dining table, making a decent amount of noise, but they didn't even look my way, they just kept tossing pack politics back and forth.

“I always wondered about her step, her claws, her stealth. I sensed something… feline. But I never placed it—until it was too late. And now the Mountain Wolf Clan has taken another of her kind, after taking my mother. I must find out why. What their hidden agenda is.” He straightens, voice turning steel… “Because such darkness claws the mountains—jaguars, mountain lions, black panthers, and even hyenas, packs moving with cunning I never imagined, their eyes always searching, always waiting. Population I never knew existed…” That is why Caelora is the key. If she truly carries the bloodline of the Luna Cats, she’s our first step toward survival.” I hesitate, torn between awe and doubt. “She d