Alien Romulus Bjorn の小説・ストーリー

“Our eldest sister has arrived! I'm the next eldest after you!" “I was born two minutes after you, moron,” Thor muttered, elbowing him aside. “That makes us both the second eldest.” “Enough,” Bjorn barked, grinning as he came forward. “Let the girl breathe.” “She’s taller than I expected,” Rurik observed, stroking his chin. “And way too pretty to be related to us.” “Speak for yourself,” Alistair huffed. “I’m very handsome.” “If all of Konstantine kids are like this, I think I'm adopted,” I muttered, wide-eyed.

Alpha urged me in his stern yet soft voice which only he can manage. "I made a joke of myself, Alpha!" I wailed as I remembered the incident and cried a little more. Alex was looking at me patiently and expectantly as I decided to tell him the truth. Maybe he would support me after knowing it from my perspective, "There is one fool in my batch, Ronan Pierce, he is from the Dark Moon Pack-," I started to tell him. Alpha Alex's eyes grew darker as he looked at me with intuitive eyes as he interrupted me before I could complete my sentence, "I know him! Did he do something to you?" Alpha asked me in an alerted voice.

he said, his voice a velvet whisper that carried an air of authority. I mustered a smile, my heart thudding in my chest. "The pleasure is mine, Elder James." Dorian's hand rested gently on the small of my back, guiding me to the next person. "And this is Alpha Nicklaus, the leader of the neighboring wolf pack. He has a reputation for his unwavering loyalty and strength."

His eyes were fixed on his assassin Alpha and his beta, he knew that it would be his part to become Alpha considering that Knox had no heir or family. “Who?” “The Lycan, his name is Alpha Alaric, and you can check for proof that I wouldn’t do it.” Alessandro said. His eyes were fixed on the assassins that cornered the grounds, and I took a deep breath, knowing that things were going to be exhausting on Aurora if she held onto the barrier for a long while. “We are in a war against the hunters…” “We always have been.” He said, stopping Alessandro. “Only this time we have the Lycan and one of the rogue packs. Lucius.” I said, looking at Ryker who frowned.

Especially if she were human. "If you're going to disappear on me, at least give me a heads up." I was yanked out of my thoughts by a low, whisper-yell. Casting my gaze down, I found my beta glaring up at me—a beta I had chosen after taking care of the previous beta of the rogues. Along with the previous Alpha, Huxley, I had to hunt down and put an end to the tyranny of all his followers so I could take on the role of Alpha of the rogues with less of a hassle.

A cold voice cut through the room. “Elder Romulus—who are you speaking to with that crystal?” Romulus turned and found himself facing Aldrake’s Beta, a young, vigilant man whose smile was all teeth. Beta’s hand rested casually on his sword hilt; a warning of what might happen if Romulus were discovered. Romulus’s heart hammered. If he were to get caught now, his warning to Aldus would d*e with him. He composed himself, smoothing his expression. “Only checking on the Luna’s whereabouts,” Romulus said lightly, which caused the Beta to narrow his eyes.

Osric playfully growls with a mischievous smile making Bjorn smirk and shake his head. “I’d never hurt Helena, she’s too good of a woman. Besides, I know I have three of her sons, and the Goddess’ of Life and Death after my ass if our beautiful Moon Goddess doesn’t get me first,” Bjorn jokes as he looks to Mummo knowing she and Mum are as close as sisters. “Damn right you better be afraid of Addy, if you piss Mum off, I guarantee she’ll come after your ass first, none of us would stand a chance beating her to it.” Osric chuckles, returning to his seat as everyone at the table laughs.

When I got to my room, I slammed the door behind me leaning my back against it. "What was that?" I asked myself, I could feel my breath coming in heavy as if I'd done something tasking, my heart was like a rattle drum in my chest. It had been thirteen years since the last time I saw Roman Blackwood, the son of Grand Luna's second son Nikolai Blackwood and the older brother of the current Alpha. Roman's father had died at the war with the vampires thirteen years ago along with the former alpha, leaving my adopted father Alpha William Blackwood to take over.

I commanded harshly. He wore charcoal formal pants, a matching dressed shirt with a couple buttons undone. His dark blonde hair was sleeked back, polished in his appearance despite the chaos. A matching beard that was perfectly trimmed while his built resembled a Viking. He appeared to be in his late thirties, prominent lines upon his forehead yet he looked completely at ease. My brows furrowed, he was confident in the face of the King. Which only meant one thing, he was the leader of The Rebel’s Creed – Bjorn.

A growl rippled through the line. “This is our home,” I continued, my voice growing louder, steadier. “Our families. Our pack. That thing in the mist? That is not our Alpha. That is not our blood. I am your Luna. Damon is your Alpha. And we are still standing. We are all going to stand, we are all going to fight until the very end of this, no matter what is to happen.” I pointed to the creatures writhing at the treeline.