Alphonse Elric Edward Elric Novels & Stories

Alit, not wanting to impose on anyone, not even the father of her child. "He is the second prince of the Alit Empire. How can I allow my son to study in such a school?" Mr. Alit referred to Ederic as a prince, which angered Aaron. Slamming his chopsticks on the table, he abruptly stood up, leaving everyone bewildered. This was uncharacteristic of the usually obedient boy. "I'm full," Aaron uttered. Ederic and his mother understood the underlying message, but Mr. Alit and Mrs. Alit remained puzzled.

“I need to speak with you. Now.” I stepped closer. “Who is he, Cecil?” Cecil hesitated for a moment before answering, her voice tight. “His name is Elric. He used to be… part of my old pack. Before we came here.” Elric gave me a nod, then looked to Cecil. “It’s about the girl. She’s not safe.” Elric's eyes lingered on me, sharp and unreadable, as if he were peeling back layers I had worked so hard to hide. His gaze made my skin crawl not out of fear, but out of the unwanted sense of being seen.

She regained her consciousness and spoke. "Who are you?" Her voice was high and intimidating. She wasn't about to show weakness. He didn't speak. He was still staring at her. A fool, she thought of him. She made to pounce on him and he was startled. He growled at her this time. Funny, she thought. She asked him who he was again. He replied this time. His name was Edward. No, his wolf was Edward. His name was Mikel. He was an Eastern wolf and he came out for a run. He was the presence she felt.

she said and was confused when everyone looked amazed. “What’s wrong? Is Brother Cedric bad?” she asked, suddenly curious. The doctor chuckled. “A bad wolf, yes.” Francis cleared his throat before answering. “Evely, that’s Cedric de la Roche, the Demon Prince of Rockefeller Group.”