Novel & Cerita Ao3 Remus Sirius

Lucian appeared tense, ready to intervene, but my mother subtly signalled him to hold back, conveying assurance through her gaze. “Together,” I whispered, reaching for Vienna’s hands slowly. She stared at me through tear-filled eyes, her vulnerability shining through like a wounded puppy. “You know, it really hurts me that you don’t want my empire, Cercei,” a voice interrupted our heartfelt moment. We both turned around to see Remus approaching us, his appearance battered and bloodied, his left eye swollen, and a noticeable limp in his step. “Remus,” Mamà growled, and her deep contempt was apparent.

He poured himself a generous portion, settling into the leather armchair opposite Magnus. Magnus met his beta’s eyes—heart pounding. “You could say that.” He inhaled deeply, steeling himself. “Cathy… she’s my mate.” Remus raised an eyebrow, then let out a bark of laughter. “Well, shit. I mean, good for you, but… damn.” He shook his head—still grinning. “I should’ve known. The way you looked at her, all growly and possessive. Figures an Alpha would pick a human female to claim.”

While both reasons made sense, it was the second that hit home. “If there is any way that you could reach Corvin, I don’t know how long I am going to be able to hold off Octavio and the others.” Neither he nor Corvin got along with that man and his wolf. It was instinctual. “That cur,” Remus growled. She scooted over, and the sexy silk of her nightgown rubbed up against Remus’s bare skin. He wished more than ever that his partner would awaken. He needed some playtime with her.

I wince. “You’re hurting me, Remus,” I say, and he quickly lets go just as Remy wakes up and stands. She cocks her head at us, observing us as if confused that my mate’s soul is hurting me. Remus doesn’t want to hurt me, he never has, no matter how displeased he is, he never wants to hurt me.

So he just marked me with scent and put me in his hut until he would find his nerve. Imagine being so big and powerful, but being too nervous to claim a mate. Most would just mark them without any consideration, but Remus was a rare and genuine wolf. He had heart and conscience, and much respect for me. I will never find another Remus. We remained here, in our own little world, for a week. Remus was fading quickly, and despite his threats through the link I did not leave him. It wasn't in me. As badly as I hated to see the others die, he was the one that devastated me. He became colder, and his pain increased. I gathered every herb or salve I could scavenge, and blanket too. I laid against h

He said as I sighed heavily looking out the window as I tried to pick the scent. “Okay, what’s wrong?” I heard mum’s voice on the other side of the phone. “Remus” He said, “Find him and bring him back to the hospital. I will be on standby,” she explained as I furrowed my eyebrows. Remus? “Okay. But there’s another problem” He turned, looking at me as my heart reached. Why the fuck did they just call that wolf Remus? It wasn’t even a wolf. Lycan’s don’t fucking have horns nor do wolves.

I whimper as I try to stand to my feet, the pain in my leg is intense. Remus circles me like prey. He has this savage look in his eyes that has me petrified. I hear a loud cry that calls both our attention over to Jax, who is now standing over Bret’s dead body. Remus growls, visibly angry at the loss of his Beta and best friend. Within seconds, Jax is in front of me. “Mine,” his animalistic growl vibrates through the air.

And, I didn't want to make her embarrassed. Just as we stepped inside, a familiar voice drifted from behind. “Were you looking for us, Luna?” A shiver ran down my spine. That voice… I turned instinctively toward it, and my eyes widened with horror. “Hi, sis.” One of them smirked as he waved his hand toward me. My heart thumped as I recalled. Silver hair. Amber eyes. Xavier. He was Xavier Blackwood. Beside him, there were Lucien, Elias, and Rowan standing still.

His pack was already on the verge of collapse, losing money since he was not doing his job. That was why he honed his attention on marriage, hoping to stabilize the political situation with the help of the Alpha King. Not only had he failed in that, but he had even offended the Alpha King. Jeremy’s pack soon fell, and he became a rogue wolf. On the day of the mating ceremony, I walked toward the man I loved in my wedding dress. Marcus, dressed in a black suit, looked fondly at me from across the room. Before the Moon Goddess, we made our vows, promises that would last a lifetime.

There was a soft sound, and the potion glowed a faint blue. "There's nothing wrong with my potion. I'm the best Neuro Healer in Southia." He held the tube near my lips. "After 21 days, I'll come back and marry you, and we'll become the happiest couple." I turned my head away. "Why should I? I'm not a recycling center. Why do I have to accept a werewolf who cheated?" "That's slander! I haven't betrayed you!" Dylan was suddenly agitated, and his eyes reddened. "She's about to die. She doesn't have much time left, and she deserves my company!"