Warrior Cats Apprentice Ceremony の小説・ストーリー

And I was about to witness it all unfold, uncertain of the outcome. "It is settled, the first challenge will commence in 24 hours. Warriors, uncuff them and show them to their separate quarters, away from the Alpha because we don't want them committing the forbidden act before the blood bond initiation ceremony." Elder Leon snickered and I couldn't help but secretly vow to myself that I would find a way to make them both win. No matter the perils that lay ahead, I would fight for a love that defied traditions. My heart belonged to both brothers, and I couldn't bear losing either of them.

I dropped my eyes, praying he hadn’t felt it. The Elders began the ceremony. One by one, the daughters of ranked wolves stepped forward, introduced by name and pedigree, voices trembling as they pledged loyalty to the Alpha’s bloodline. Each was asked to demonstrate something—grace, skill, wit. The hall erupted with polite claps, shallow admiration. I wanted to vanish. Every girl here wanted to be chosen. Every girl except me.

"You will face many temptations, my boy. And sometimes, you will have to go against those you love for the betterment of the pack. You must have a strong sense of judgment, but since you are of my bloodline, you would be alright." I nodded, the weight of his words settling heavily on my shoulders. This was no small responsibility I was about to undertake. Before I could respond, two warriors entered the room, bowing their heads respectfully. "Alpha, it is time for the ceremony," one announced. I straightened, toughening my nerves. As I followed the warriors down the corridor, I couldn't help but feel a pang of unease. I had always possessed the skills and determination to lead, but in this m

The head of the Alpha training, an elder named Malthe, said as he extended his hand to me. “It’s been an honor to learn from someone with as much knowledge and power as you.” I took his hand and shook it in a firm handshake. He nodded to me before I headed back to take my seat while the other went through the same process as me. The ceremony went on for about another hour while everyone was being thanked for coming and all that. I really wasn’t paying attention as Hawk, my wolf, was going crazy in my head. “What is the matter with you?” I was a bit annoyed he decided to act up now and not after the ceremony.

Tonight, young pups are going to transform for the first time as a wolf, and a spell will be cast on the slaves, binding them forever to me. Whoever goes against the pack after the ceremony will suffer unimaginable pain and die. The arena for the ceremony was already cleaned and cleared. The blazing bonfire sticks were placed in a circular motion circling us. I looked around to be sure that the clothes were already packed. I told them to pack enough for the ceremony. I didn't want any wolf to be naked after the shift. Immediately after the ceremony started, the young pups were placed in the first line while the slaves were placed behind.

After stepping down from active duty, he'd devoted himself to training young wolves who lacked natural gifts or had physical limitations — teaching them to compensate with strategy and skill. Riven assessed my condition and designed a training program that started from zero — not built on my former abilities, but on hand-to-hand combat, herbalism, and battlefield first aid as a new foundation for survival. Every day I was up before dawn to train with Riven. During the day, I studied under Maren. At night, I organized my notes. Day after day, the same routine. Three months later, I passed Moon Shadow Pack's independent warrior certification — which meant I no longer needed to depend on any Al

My warrior shifted back at the pack house steps and carried me straight into the Grand Hall. Ronan was standing at the ceremonial altar with Charlotte, their hands joined under the Moon Goddess's blessing. Charlotte saw the bloody figure my men dragged in and screamed. Ronan shoved her behind his back, growling fiercely at the guards. "What is going on? This is my Mating Ceremony. How could you let a rogue wolf barge in?" "Get them out. Lock them up." I'd taken a dozen silver blades from rogues and never cried.

She stood two steps behind Cael, silver-haired and still as a statue, watching everything with grey eyes that recorded without reacting. Nobody had introduced her yet, well, nobody needed to. Power doesn’t need an introduction, It just stands in a room and rearranges it. The ceremony was ancient and formal and longer than I expected. Wolf officiants spoke in the old tongue. Human elders responded in kind. There were words about unity and balance and the dawn of a new age and I stood through all of it with my spine straight and my face composed and my mind quietly cataloguing every wolf noble's face in the crowd.

For whatever reason, this part of the walk home was always peaceful no matter what was happening in town or on top of the hill. As we walked up the drive, past the iron gates inlaid with golden trees, the brick facade of our expansive packhouse came into view. Omegas hurried about, making preparations for tonight’s ceremony, the ceremony where I would be made Alpha-in-Waiting and officially begin training to take over pack leadership.