Novel & Cerita Yellowfang Warriors

Their muscles were rigid with anger, and they threw stones at me for having the guts to betray their Alpha. But I did no such thing. I was pulled out of my thoughts when Micheal addressed the warriors. His voice bounced against the walls of the training hall. “Warriors of the Blue Lily pack. I have gathered you all here today to officially thank you for the effort you have put into the growth of this pack. Yes, I know that's not enough reason to summon you all, but without you, our pack would not have the strength to defend itself against her enemies. Neither would we have the courage to move on…”

I open the pack link to every wolf in Venom Fang. “Members of Venom Fang, this is Alpha Malachi Greyson. I need every warrior and every member who is capable of fighting on the borders. Everyone else get to the bunkers.” I say and they respond with yes alpha. If I can’t go and help her, then I will keep Venom Fang safe. I only hope it doesn’t come to what I’m thinking.

I could feel it flowing into me as a cool soothing feeling battled with the anger and burning rage. It was as if two halves of me were battling to take hold of me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. When we spotted the warriors fighting with what I recognised as Trent’s wolf and two others I connected to my warriors. They stood down straight away, even as I can hear Dylan shouting through the link to all available warriors to look for me, they stood down at my word.

My chest felt hollow and empty like no matter how hard I fought, I would never belong here. Then my phone buzzed. I looked at it. It was a message from an “Unknown Number”. I opened the message slowly and read “Wear Black, Little Wolf. See You at Midnight. I will be waiting for you. Don't disappoint me”. Reading it, my stomach dropped. Then I remember, today was the Initiation of the "Obsidian Circle”.

The golden light is draining me faster than I want to admit. "Micah!" I shout. "Amplify!" Micah moves to my side. His hands glow. He places one palm against my back. The golden light doubles. Triples. The amplification effect roars through me like wildfire. Nathan stumbles back. His corrupted energy falters. "Now!" Liam howls. The warriors charge. Four packs moving as one. Coordinated. Deadly. They hit the corrupted hybrids in a wave of fur and fangs and coordinated violence.

“Something is waiting.” Before Aella could respond, the silence shattered. A group of Red Fang warriors emerged from the fog, clad in dark, jagged armor, their weapons crackling with corrupt energy. They spread out with fluid precision, surrounding the ravine. At their center, a figure stepped forward different from the rest, cloaked in midnight and radiating a familiar malevolence. The traitor.

“Protect the children! Drive these infiltrators back! We will not surrender Anya’s legacy to Elias’s greed!” With a unified roar, the Ironfang warriors who had been wavering now moved with renewed conviction, engaging the Royal Guard, not to kill, but to incapacitate and repel. Their goal was to force Elias and his team back, to reclaim their territory and their right to protect the twins.

“Bai Hu. The Lord of Fuxi, protector of the West.” “The white tiger.” Jin nodded. “If we are to summon one of the holy beasts, Bai Hu is our best bet. Have you made up your mind?” Jade had almost forgotten about the decision she had to make. Now that she has seen Bai Hu, the legend didn’t sound as far-fetched as she thought. Besides, she needed to get home. No matter what it takes. With her jaws set and eyes fiery with determination, she nodded. “Yes. Let’s go find Bai Hu’s stars.”

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

Tyler said, his voice was so harsh. What was he saying and to whom. That’s when it hit me the most distorious pungent smell, I got up to look at him. The Black Devil himself. He looked horrific half human half wolf, blood red eyes boring in me and his laugh that froze my blood. I was petrified. "Good work Tyler, now Warrior Kent, the most dangerous of all will dance for us." He spoke in his high pitch voice sending tremors in my body. I turned towards Tyler