Ahs Coven Cordelia Novels & Stories

They whirled and swayed with fervor. Among all the happy people, Azera Cordelia Ross was the star of the night. She was like the axis around which the attention of the pack revolved. Everyone congratulated her and never forgot to greet her with the title "Luna". Era received all the congratulations and prayers with a sincere smile, while her heart was enveloped in a warmth she had never felt before. The camaraderie and care that flowed through the pack gave her an indescribable sense of peace. In that moment, she felt deeply connected to the pack, so much so that she could clearly feel all the emotions and happiness they felt.

“The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.” My skin went cold. “That’s a story.” Vesper smiled. “No, Aria. That’s a warning with a date.” She lifted her hand and touched the air near my wrist. She didn’t touch me, but the mark flared anyway, responding. I winced. “Hybrid,” Vesper said softly, as if tasting the word. “Wolf and ashbound. Not Luna. Not Lycan royalty. Something older.” Kieran’s voice went rough. “She’s my mate.”

Dawn says, "funny that." I almost ask her how she knows, but I'm sure Myle's would have told her. Who knows how long Myle's has known along with Asher. I don't know what anyone does at this point. I'm just trying to get through the next few days without being found out by Asher. "Who's this?" I ask warily, matching the heaviness of the stranger behind Dawn's gaze. "Coen," he replies. "My name is Coen, and I'm Alpha Kaden's brother."

“Not just the magic. The structure of it. The origin.” Rowan doesn’t move. Doesn’t react. But I feel it— The shift in him. The tension. The awareness that this is no longer speculation. They know something. “How much?” he asks. Seren studies him for a long moment before answering. “Enough to know she is not simply fae,” she says. Silence falls. Heavy. Sharp. “Rowan,” she continues, her voice lowering slightly, though it carries more weight now, more intent, “what you brought into this sanctuary is not just a risk.”

“Right well, she did that and other such things. I don’t know what happened, but her coven turned on her. Your father found out they had lured her into a trap in the woods. Adam, her husband, came to ask for your father’s help to rescue her. It was a long time ago so I remember little, but it had something to do with her magic. I asked your father not to get involved, but Cordelia had helped the pack and us personally so much, not to mention she was a goddess blessed witch. In your father’s mind, it was his duty to help her.” “And then what?” “When he didn’t come back, we went out to look for him. We found him, Cordelia, and her husband dead. Next, we approached the witches to demand justice

"You have been brought before us because of your crimes against the coven." "What times have I committed?" Cordelia says. "I am not a member of this coven." "Perhaps you have forgotten the deal we made," Endora says. "Your life in exchange for a child." "There was no child," Cordelia blatantly lies. "She died in childbirth." "Lies!" Endora screams. "We know there was a child." Cordelia rolls her shoulders back and holds her head high. "There is no child." Endora leans forward on the table in front of her and smiles evilly. "You will spend the rest of eternity in the void for your transgressions against the coven."

I could only hear her voice if she spoke to me or if she wanted me in on their conversation. Just as fast as she’d come, I felt her depart and my eyes slowly fluttered open to find all seven oracles staring directly at me. “The goddess has spoken,” Cordelia declared. The crowd went silent, and I could feel the sudden tension in the air. “The goddess demands that no supernatural being question the bond between the two. The incoming king Draven and his Luna Esmeray have been ordained to be one from the beginning of time,”