Novel & Cerita Aether X Arlecchino Fanfiction

Her lips stretched in an evil smile as she slid one of the straps of her dress down her shoulder. “Witch of Artemia, Greetings…” She spun around when she heard Alpha Alaric’s husky voice. Her face contorted in irritation when she saw two werewolves flanking him, but she quickly regained her composure. “What a delight to see you in better times, Alpha.”She said, giving him a sultry smile. “All thanks to you. We could have never won the war if it wasn’t for your help. I hope you can accept the gifts I have brought as a token of appreciation.”

Neneuis, Azi, and Lea were all stunned by the big guy at the door, I squinted my eyes and saw his fully grown dark beard and his long curly hair, he wore a big brown coat and dark boots, on the man’s shoulder, and owl I couldn’t forget was sitting. “Aether!” Neneuis said the name I’m supposed to, she rushed to the door and gave him a big hug. “I miss you so much!” She was then followed by Azi and Lea who were still in a daze when they saw the man they thought was dead was now standing in front of them. “How did they find you?” Aether patted Neneuis head as they walked to the living room, I put one square cushion on my lap and clasped my hands together.

Ethan said in their minds. “And that goes the same for me, even when it is the human you see, I am in him as he is in me,” Aldric added. “And you are mine as I am yours, for eternity and beyond….” “I love you both….” Lexy replied before she felt a strong pull to a very needed sleep.

There’s shattered glass everywhere… thanks to me. I can’t focus on much. My gaze returns to Skyla, the emotions and thoughts within my mind are drowning me. Fuck… I twist my fingers into my hair, trying to clear my head as I watch Aleric wrap his arms around her possessively. The urge to break that fucking hand is intense. “Alpha Alejandro, you should know what happened,” Aleric says, in a calm, nonchalant tone. “We’re mates, fated mates,” he says proudly.

Drunk and sprawled out on the garden steps, he mumbled, "Heath, what’s so wrong with me?" He didn’t get a reply from Heath, but instead, a soft, almost delicate voice beside him said, "Who said there’s anything wrong with you?" Alaric forced his eyes open and saw a girl in a fancy dress standing under the moonlight. She was thin, with heavy makeup, but somehow still looked pretty, almost as pretty as his Elowen. He vaguely remembered she was one of Aurora's close friends—Vespera Thornfield. But he was too exhausted; the alcohol had given him a pounding headache. Closing his eyes again, he asked, "If I’m so great, why doesn’t she like me?"

The tone of her voice had dropped to almost a whisper. A pause. Silence wrapped around them. Alec's eyes darted to Arte's, captivated by those mismatched orbs. "Uh...G-Green. Why?" He cleared his throat after his little stutter, making Arte chuckle in amusement. "I can feel them. Your eyes, watching me. Whenever you look at me, it’s like you’re trying to peel me apart. Like I’m made of answers you want to steal.". Alec couldn't respond. His lips had gone dry. Silence fell over them

*’ Cold, familiar green eyes stared down at me. Piercing. Like a tiger watching its prey with curiosity. '*"Therefore, with the power held within me, I, Aleric Dumont, Alpha of the Winter Mist Pack..." I took two steps back slowly, unable to take my eyes off the man in front of me. '*"...Sentence you, Ariadne Chrysalis, former Luna of the Winter Mist Pack....”*’ "Aria?" a familiar friendly voice called out beside me. However, I couldn't register their words.

Thankfully, Altair and Aric had a secret communication which they believed Althea had no idea about. "Oh, her? She should be somewhere in the mansion or she's gone to contact her group," Saying this Aric smirked as he cracked his knuckles. He turned his neck to the sides while smiling in anticipation. It had been so long since he got to fight off a bunch of witches. "Are you listening to me?" Althea called out, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Hm? I'm sorry, what did you say?" He asked, the smile on his face wiped away, changing to that of seriousness. If none of the others knew him well, they'd have been fooled by his pretentious expression.

I turned away, breaking the bond, and looked for Alexander instead. ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ || Alaric’s POV || The night of the Eclipse Ball arrived, and I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of my suit. The black fabric hugged my frame perfectly, the silver accents catching the light. I looked every bit the Alpha, but my mind was elsewhere. My thoughts were consumed by her— Lilac. The way she had looked at me the last time we were together, the way she had pulled away, the way she had questioned our bond. It gnawed at me, a constant ache in my chest.

Though she felt shy, her heart was filled with a warm, fuzzy feeling stirred by their ridiculously over-the-top pampering. While Aetheria Palace erupted into grand, joyful preparations despite the short notice, in a dim cave on Fenrir Capital, Alaric sat up abruptly, a hand pressed over his chest. His usually expressionless face was filled with tightly controlled, electrifying excitement. His mate had finally established a link with him.