Novel & Cerita Apollo X Hyacinthus

Studying the man's movement, she found every movement of the man was purposeful and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. “My lord,” Beta Idris called the man's attention towards the appearance of the woman. Alpha Odysseus turned around and his gaze landed on the woman who was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes while looking down at her feet, of course, no one could bear to look at him or even summon the courage to do so. “Look up,” Alpha's Odysseus' strong features were set in a hard expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied her. But beneath the cold expression, he seemed to recognize her.

He instructs me how to make Rose go where I want her to and once he believes I have it down he climbs on his horse. “This is my horse, Apollo. He is an Arabian. We will just take the trail slow. Walking only.” I do as Nico taught me and steer Rose to follow Apollo. From what I can see we are following a trail that leads to the top of the waterfall. Max and Shaun are not riding with us so I assume they are following in their wolf forms. It’s so peaceful out here. I can hear the birds singing and other wildlife going on about their business like we are not even here. I can’t help but stare at Nico. I think back to what we did this morning and I am staring to feel that need again. I try to thin

He lifted me in his strong arms, spinning me around as we danced under the cascading raindrops. "Thank you," Apollo whispered softly, his gratitude evident. "I didn't know you would do this; I didn't want to force you." I held onto his hand as he set me down, the other pack members continuing to dance around us. "I know, but it's my duty as their Luna to make the pack members happy. Besides, I think the moon goddess has forgiven your past mistakes," I said as the rain poured down on us. Apollo brushed a wet strand of hair away from my face, surprising me with a warm, tender kiss. I returned the kiss, our connection deepening amidst the joyous celebration.

"I bring words from the old places. From the sacred groves." Everyone froze. Even I could sense the power radiating from this frail-looking elder. This wasn't just any old woman, this was someone touched by forces older than any pack. "Speak," Damon commanded, though his voice held more respect than authority. The crone smiled, revealing teeth like yellowed ivory. "The Moon Goddess has been watching Alpha. She has seen the blood spilled tonight, the choices made in darkness and doubt." Her blind gaze fixed on me with unsettling accuracy. "And she has marked one among you for a destiny greater than revenge or territory or the small squabblings of wolves."

She felt the Moon respond, her pulse syncing with the ancient rhythm embedded in the stones. Kael crouched beside her, examining the runes. “These markings… they predate Silver Crest by centuries. Whoever built this, whoever drew these symbols, understood the Moon’s true power.” Aria stepped forward, tracing the carvings with trembling fingers. The moment her skin touched the ice, the runes flared with silver light, and visions flashed before her eyes: wolves of immense size, their eyes luminous and unyielding, howling under moons larger than the sky itself. A woman stood among them, radiating power that made the air shimmer—Selene. The first Luna, the ancestor of the bloodline. Her gaze, st

Hell recognising her the way it once recognised a queen. A slow, ugly heat curled low in Apollo’s gut. Not lust. Not the good kind. Something darker. “No hands,” he said. “No shadows. No magic.” Aethan shook his head once. “None that I saw.” “And he knew you were watching?” Apollo asked. “Yes,” the spy admitted. “He felt me in the walls twice. Pushed me back. But he did not veil her from my sight. He did not try to hide anything. He kept the distance you decreed.”

I was standing right before them but my presence seemed to be unnoticed. “What took you so long, Achilles?” She asked in a snapped tone. “I needed to deal with a few delinquents before meeting our appointment to make sure everything goes smoothly.” He said, caressing her face. With all their noises ringing in my ears, I wondered why Alpha Lycaon didn't wake up, maybe he's a deep sleeper. “Oh my darling cyllene, did you feed him the potion?” Now I get why he couldn't wake up, he's probably drunk on the potion she gave him earlier as wine.

“You’re right. The game is far more interesting this way. And really, dear mortal, did you think the gods would play fair? How charmingly naive.” He walked toward Nicholas, stopping just before him. "Let's make this more interesting, shall we?" Apollo pressed his forefinger to Nicholas's temple, and golden light pulsed from the point of contact. "This prophecy will be engraved in you. A woman who runs beside you beneath the full moon… Her soul is bound to yours. You will know her when the moment comes. Though her face may not be what you expect. Her scent calls to you. Her touch sets you aflame. She is yours, and you are hers.”

“I don’t need-“ I stopped as my eyes fell on Apollo. He was shirtless, his caramel skin glowing in the sunlight. His muscles toned, he looked as though he was moulded by the mother's own two hands—pure perfection. I forced my eyes to find him. His lips tugged up in the corner as he took me in. His perfect purple eyes, looking back at me. “Apollo, what are you doing here,” I asked, confused. Audra gripped my arm tightly. I looked back at her giving her a reassuring smile. Her grip loosened as she stepped back. I turned back to Apollo, finding him now in front of us. He reached his hand out and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. My skin tingled in response to his touch. He looked down at me, h