Romans & histoires Aaron And Eric Walking Dead

Walker nodded, “I mean...yeah...of course...” “We shouldn’t have a problem. I’m on the pill and my cleric provides for me,” she said, “I am certain we’re not mates, Walker.” “How sure are you?” She looked at him, her smile fading. “I don’t want you as a mate.” “I don’t want you as a mate,mouse.” “Well, that just got awkward,” Eric said, coming out of the restroom, “You two are pretty chummy, but don’t let Holden get the best of you, man.”

Once, maybe I would have fallen for his tricks—once, I would have taken his flower and believed his lies. But not now. Not when I knew that he had stood me up on purpose. And especially not with Emma standing right there, silently willing me to stay strong. Sure enough, Adrian leaned in even closer, his eyes burning into mine as that stupid flower bobbed between us. “And if you ever need to talk,” he murmured, “about Eric and everything going on with his… situation. I’m here for you. I think it’s safe to say that we’re all a little concerned he might have been infected last night when those feral warriors attacked.”

* Aurelia's POV: As Eric's personal aide, I watched in horror as he ran out of the castle with Tyler, followed by a group of armed men. Immediately, I knew something was wrong, and I rushed back inside to gather soldiers. Once I had assembled a group of strong and able soldiers, we ventured out into the forest, hoping to track down Eric and Tyler. As we made our way through the trees, I relied on my sense of smell to guide us, knowing that Eric's scent would be the easiest to follow.

“You’re not the one making the decisions here, sweetheart. The boss wants the map. And trust me, you don’t want to get on his bad side.” A sharp noise echoed in the distance—a door slamming shut, followed by hurried footsteps. It was a distraction, a warning. Without a moment’s hesitation, Eric sprang into action. In a blur of motion, he stepped forward, delivering a swift punch to Aaron’s side, forcing him to release his grip on Michael. “We’re leaving,” Eric said firmly, looking at Isabelle and Michael. “Now.” They didn’t waste another second. Michael rubbed his wrist where Aaron had held him, but his focus remained on the task at hand.

Allan was itching to be with Erica, he stormed out of his room and went to her's. He was in her room, he was breathing in her air, her scent, he tried lying to himself that he was only in the room because he wanted to torment her even though he knew he was lying to himself.he heard Mica and Angus moaning and he was at the point of being turned on. Erica walked of her bathroom,her hair was dripping wet and she was in a short towel that only covered her front and her butt,but the towel wasn't long enough to cover her beautiful long legs.

Greg nodded before walking away with his friend. "Okay, who's next?" I asked with a sigh. "Uh, Luther and I have some things we need to buy." Eric said, earning a nod from me. They sensed my change in mood, I guess. "Don't forget the meeting time." I said after them as they walked away. "Okay, what about you?" I asked Aaron, I was a bit angry, trying my best to keep my temper in check. I was temperamental with a dangerously short temper. It was hard keeping it in check and being a younger werewolf made my anger explosive.

"Take care of yourself. Don't stay up too late mixing potions like last time." After hanging up, I walked towards the taxi stand, striding towards my new life. A breeze lifted my long hair, making it flow behind me. On the other side of the airport terminal, Eric had just finished a meeting about medical resource allocation and was walking out, surrounded by a group of werewolf elders. He suddenly stopped, his nose twitching, as if he’d caught a familiar scent. He whipped his head around, his eyes scanning the crowd, and immediately locked onto a familiar figure in the distance.

If he is in control, he’s doing a hell of a job pretending to be terrified. 0 Aria drops beside Leo and tries to hold him as she begs Eric to show mercy to her son and the commotion has started to draw a crowd. I take a good look at Eric’s pack members, and I’m devastated by what I see. They all look so thin and exhausted. They are filthy and they are staring at Eric in silence. It takes only moments for the crowd to double, and then triple. 0 Where are all the kids? Zion asks, and I notice that there aren’t any children to be found.

Eric’s face twisted into a cynical smile, as if he thought my outrage was childish. "And what exactly did Aaron tell you, Rebecca?" He crossed his arms, sizing me up as if I were a naive child. "Let me guess... He told you I betrayed him, that I’m the villain of the story?" "I don’t need to hear anything more than what I already know." I retorted, standing my ground. "I know who Aaron is. He chose to be with me, even against all odds. That’s enough for me." Eric’s expression shifted. A glimmer of pity appeared in his eyes, as if he were facing someone who simply refused to see the reality right in front of them.

Evelyn nodded and responded positively. “A couple of weeks ago, I didn’t even imagine that werewolves also exist in this world. Bring it on, Zuriel. Surprise me.” We looked at each other, Aaron’s smile gave me the courage to proceed my statement. “Aaron is a vampire, Evelyn."