Valiant Warrior Novelas e Histórias

I knew about that. "I am asking you, Valto!" He was Valto. Thorin's fiercest warrior. When Alectrona chose him, he immediately chose Valto to be his right hand. "Where is he?" My fury was near to explosion. I knew that I had no chance of surviving this brawny @sshole, but I would not end my life with a good fight.

Folkor says and Valory stare at him with her mouth agape and Folkor continues. "Enya, Love, this is Valory, she used to be my lead warriors, but her mate is the Beta of Jarek's pack, so she joined him." He says and Enya greet her with a shy smile and nod, but Valory who recovered from her initial shock look at her with narrowed eyes. " You are jot a dragon, wolf or anything I know" She says and look around sniffing in te air. "I don't know what any of these people are" She says suspiciously.

Valeria The night before the final battle was heavy with anticipation, but as I stood among the gathered forces of our united packs, I felt a quiet resolve settle over me. The stars above us twinkled like distant watchers, indifferent to the war we were about to wage. My heart was steady, though. I had faced impossible odds before, but this time, I wasn’t alone. Aiden, Rylan, and Kade stood with me, their presence a reminder of the strength we’d built together. The pack—our pack—was ready to follow us into whatever hell Malachai had prepared.

“Enlighten.” “You’re not even a Lycan,” I say, disgusted. He shrugs. “I don’t need to be one to understand power. To restore order. I’ve studied your bloodlines, your history. I’ve spent years perfecting a new generation of warriors—stronger, faster, loyal.” “They’re monsters.” “They’re soldiers,” he replies coldly. Then—he signals to someone. The side doors open. Valerie, Anita, and Reno are dragged in. Their clothes are torn. Their faces bruised. My stomach turns.

The training grounds buzzed with energy as warriors wrapped up their sessions, their voices blending into a low hum of conversation and laughter. I wiped the sweat from my brow, my muscles aching from the relentless drills. Just as I was about to head to the showers, I heard a familiar voice call out. “Kaida!” Axel’s voice rang loud and clear, carrying over the chatter. I turned to see my brother jogging toward me, his expression brimming with pride. He reached me in a few strides, a playful grin on his face as he threw an arm around my shoulders. “You were amazing out there,” he said, his voice loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. “I think you scared half the warriors with that last tak

Ares said, his voice bored, "is my new... project. She thinks she has fire. She thinks she's a survivor." His silver eyes met mine across the ring. "Show her what a warrior is." The blood drained from my face. Valerius looked at me. His eyes raked over my small frame, my bare hands, my terrified, defiant stance. And he laughed. It wasn’t a small laugh. It was a deep, booming, ugly sound. The warriors around him joined in, a chorus of snickers and jeers. "This... thing?" Valerius scoffed, walking toward me. "Alpha, she's... she'll break. She's just a... a pet."

Through Liam's account, Killian finally learned everything that had happened after he left that day. He had left his most elite warriors. But not long after, Valerie appeared bearing his wolf fang, a token still radiating his Alpha scent, and ordered the main force to withdraw. Only my personal guard, warriors loyal to my family, refused the order. Valerie's word was the Alpha's, especially since she held his personal token. So all the warriors had to obey. Except for my family's warriors.

Her eyes were filled with pure hatred as she looked at me. "I am Valeria, lead warrior of this pack," she announced, her voice carrying easily across the room. "And I refuse to bow to this... thing." "Valeria," Alpha Rowan's voice held a warning. "Watch your tongue." "No!" she snapped. "You want us to follow a weak stain on the Alpha name? She's nothing but a crippled human girl who will get us all killed!" Before anyone could stop her, she strode across the room and shoved me hard in the chest. I stumbled backward, my legs giving out beneath me, and crashed to the floor in front of everyone.

Valerie yells at him. “I did, but I didn't tell you. Because I wanted to see your face once you realize your lover boy isn't around. Bloodsucker,” The warrior mutters, bringing his face closer to Valerie, so much so his breath mixed with hers. Valerie's eyes widened. “You… who are you?” she demands, and he smirks and replies. “Is my mate disappointed I'm alive?” “D—Damien…?” Valerie stutters in disbelief, and the smirk on the warrior's face only widens.

“Because we fight for something real. For home. For legacy. For survival. You fight for power. And you’ll die with nothing.” His lip curled into a snarl. “I’ll kill you myself,” he growled. “Drag your broken body through the streets. Burn your name from this world.” Rayne raised her blade. “Then come and try.” Xavier lunged first, claws unsheathed, teeth bared as he shifted halfway—bones snapping, fur sprouting along his arms. Rayne met him head-on, steel flashing. And then, war exploded around them. The Valen warriors clashed with Xavier’s rogues, howls and screams echoing across the valley. Jace dove into the fray beside Garran, blades flying. Arrows rained from the ridge. Earth trembled b