Alucard X Seras Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Lukas helped me undress with careful movements that held nothing of desire, just pure devotion, this fierce Alpha King who terrified his enemies reduced to tender touches as he helped his mate into the shower. Hot water sluiced over my skin, washing away hospital smells and lingering exhaustion. I closed my eyes, letting the spray beat against my face, and deliberately checked the corners of my consciousness. The place where Sera had pushed through, where she’d shown me visions of blood and daggers and false futures, it felt sealed still, the door I’d imagined slamming firmly closed. But something lingered, a shadow, a whisper, the faintest suggestion that she wasn’t gone completely, just wa

I was terrified at the scene before me. Alpha Damon’s expression didn’t change. His face remained still, void of anything that looked human. He hit Axel again, this time with more force, and the sound of it echoed in my ears. Axel’s head snapped sideways. Blood trailed from his mouth now, dripping down his chin in thick streaks. He chuckled again, coughing midway with blood bubbling up from his lip. “Fucking cursed bastard!” Alpha Axel muttered under his breath, still laughing through the pain. “Who is she to you?”

My shadow stretches unnaturally long across the floor, broad-shouldered, horned with power that does not belong to an omega. Storm laughs softly, joy humming through every nerve. “We are not what they named us.” Silence crashes down, thick and suffocating. Then someone whispers the names. Theron Velmir. Luna Serai. The cursed Alpha. The Moon-born Luna. The pair who slaughtered an entire pack when they tried to bind them. I breathe out slowly. And the hall understands now. It’s too late.

Too fast. Caruso crouched down beside us, his cruel smile never faltering, as if he was already tasting victory. "You thought you could hide, huh?" His voice was low, dripping with mockery, like he enjoyed every second of this. My fists clenched, trembling with a fierce blend of fury and fear. "Why are you here? What do you want?" The words came out sharp, despite the knot tightening in my stomach. His eyes glinted coldly in the moonlight, serpentine and calculating. "You should have stayed out of this, Sera. Dante's enemies don't get second chances."

At that moment, I heard a voice grinding with pure rage: "Marcus! Marcus, didn't you say Ghostpaw Pack was yours?" I turned to see Serena in her completely disheveled state, still wearing my torn designer dress. She was glaring viciously at Marcus with blood-red eyes, looking like she was about to go completely mad. Her carefully applied makeup was smeared down her face in black streaks. Her hair was a tangled mess. She looked like a woman who had lost everything. "You said you could give me and the child a stable home!" she screamed, her voice cracking with hysteria. "You said you could make me someone important in the pack! You promised me status, wealth, respect!"

I said to him angrily as he just sat there laughing sarcastically. Then he looked at me. “I'm not going to leave you alone because I will haunt you. I'll make your life miserable. Oh, maybe I'll start with your girlfriend whom you love so much. How? How are you even managing to date a human girl without her knowing who you really are?” Then I got really angry as I rushed up to him and punched him right in the face. I pushed him down to the floor as I kept punching him over and over again. Then my father’s beta came in as he immediately pulled me off Sergius.

The room gave me creeps especially with the untouched state. It felt like I was locked up in the shadow cave again. “Where was Alaric the day his parents died?” “Locked in the shadow cave.” “ And there's no chance he could leave at all that night.” “No chance at all Luna Sera.” “Just call me Sera.” Maybe he didn't kill his parents but he sure as hell was responsible for the death of mine. A sigh of relief burst through my lips the minute we stepped out of the corridor. Sorrel pushed my chair to the corridor leading to my bedroom and stopped at the entrance.

If I spent too much time thinking about Serena, a certain someone would definitely get jealous. I didn't hear about Serena again — until a pack gala. While Adrian was networking with other Alphas, I slipped away to the lounge. I'd barely sat down when a server approached, perfectly polite. "Sir, someone is asking for you." I looked where he pointed. Serena stood in the corner, watching me with a complicated expression. Since losing the war, her pack had suffered devastating losses. She clearly hadn't had a full night's sleep in ages — no amount of makeup could hide the exhaustion on her face.

he said, "tell me where Sera is. I swear it on the name of the Alpha King — say the word, and I'll send you back to the forest tonight." I closed my eyes. I shook my head. He was quiet for a long time. Then he leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine, just for a moment. It was burning hot. An Alpha's body temperature spikes when he's in real pain — and the small amount of my blood inside him was burning too. A second later he stood up, and on his way out he left me one line: "You have three months left. If you still won't tell me before then — I'll make you wish you'd died three months earlier."

She caught my eye and smiled. I was about to walk over when a familiar voice rose in my head from somewhere in the crowd. ‘Serena just bought the sexiest lingerie. I need to find some excuse to ditch Aurora tonight.’ My body went rigid. I knew that voice; it was Lucian’s. Serena passed close enough to brush my arm. Her thoughts hit me at the same moment. ‘This bitch. Withered and ugly. How could she ever be good enough for my Lucian? She has no idea he’s already been in my bed. Many times.’