Aragorn Novels & Stories

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

Even his command has lifted a little, and I see her slowly coming back. “Yes, mate,” he shoves down his shirt collar on the left side of his shoulder, where he bares Grace’s mark, completing their bond. “Huh, wasn’t expecting that,” Zander mumbled. “Look, sorry for coming up all like this, but we would really appreciate the help. Zander saw a matching mark that you have that is similar to the rogues. We need help figuring this out if you know anything,” I explain, trying to defuse the tension. The human looks like he’s one more stupid comment away from punching Zander in the face.

I had to save her, no matter the cost, no matter the dangers waiting in the deadly fang pack’s territory. I couldn’t let the shadows swallow her whole, not when the future of my people depended on her survival. Yet, the stakes were higher than ever. The pack needed me to be two places at once—so I made my choice. I entrusted my beta to stand in my place, to keep the fragile peace in my absence, while I slipped through the enemy’s claws like a ghost in the night, moving with silent precision and relentless purpose. Harry’s reputation preceded him—a cunning predator cloaked in charm and lethal intent. I’d heard whispers of his informants, his spies lurking like vultures around the edges of the

And his eyes— Oh goddess. His eyes are an eerie silver-grey. Beautiful, but unsettling. He releases my arm immediately and bows his head slightly. "Your Highness." His voice is deep and calm. I swallow hard. "I—sorry—I didn't see you." "Clearly." My mouth falls open a little. Rude. His expression doesn't change at all. He's dressed entirely in black combat leathers, twin swords strapped across his back. "I'm Aragon," he says. "His Majesty assigned me as your personal guard."

If he is a werewolf, I would have seen him in maybe one of the Alphas meeting. He looks like an alpha. But he’s human. I can smell his scent. So he’s not a werewolf, why does he look very familiar? “I see you have a protector now, Justin.” Luke smiles at Justin. “He’s handsome.” “Stop being creepy, weirdo. He saved my life.” Justin mutter to Luke. Her blushes even brighten red. “Ohhh. Is that so? Well, thank you Arthur. It’s nice meeting you. Thank you for saving my clumsy sister. I do appreciate it.” Luke says.

I ordered. “But…” Alex started to protest. I rounded on him, growling. “You will do as I say, Alexander Michael Whitland,” my voice overlapped with Theia. Alexander gulped as he took a step back. “GO!” I shouted as I smelled something putrid. David had shifted on a growl, and Mikali had his hackles up. So they smelled them too. I could see their eyes watching us from the edge of the trees. I tried to count how many when I saw a cinnamon-colored wolf step out of the tree line. He looked bigger than Mikali and David. My guess is this must be Siegfried.

I don’t know who this person is, but he or she is pissing me off. Thankfully it is Friday, and I can be home for the next two days. I talked with Doug the day after our meeting and asked about a guard for Everly. He thought that was a good idea. He told me that he had the perfect guy and would call me back after talking with him. I am guessing that if this is one of his friends or a guy who works for him, he knows Everly and will agree without hesitation. The guy that Doug sent started yesterday. His name is Giovanni, or Gio for short. He and Everly seem to get along ok so far. I was concerned, considering he is only 25, but Doug told me that there is no one he trusts more than Gio.

I would take it. Saraya reached out for the hand of a teenage girl, making her lowered to sit on the bench placed in front of her. I watched her eyes blaze as she healed the girl. Knowing too much of that would drain her, I held my mouth to Tabitha's ear and whispered, "Help mama out." Then I directed my gaze at Keanu, his innocent knowing eyes held mine and he wiggled out of Aragorn’s arms. Gesturing to Aragorn and Duke to let them go, the two hurried to their mother.

Maddy ordered “Please don’t leave me; I can tag along with you. The pain has stopped so I can run, I won’t be a burden please” Hakeem begged Caroline, Caroline hesitated but finally gave in “Okay then let’s go” They rushed outside and Roman stopped abruptly when his eyes met Harley’s red ones, she was covered in blood and standing over a dead kanima. Joan on the other hand was just watching in shock all along, Harley closed her eyes and opened them and they were back to their normal color. She was back to being herself

Elora’ POV Arwen howled in joy like I never saw her do. She was jumping up and down like crazy and was obviously elated at that moment. And then, she answered, ‘Aragorn is my spirit mate. He was Dominic’s sleeping wolf.’ “Aragorn…” I uttered the name once again, feeling the movements of my lips as the sound escaped my mouth. What a lovely name for a spirit wolf.