Artemis Cabin Novels & Stories

Artemis pushed forward again, eager for the freedom of the empty beach, for the chance to run alongside Aeson without the constraints of palace protocol or watchful eyes. "Do you think we could shift after lunch?" I asked, following a few steps behind Theo as the path narrowed. "Artemis is practically vibrating with impatience." "Aeson too," Theo replied over his shoulder. "There's a hidden cove beyond the main beach, completely sheltered from view. Perfect for a run." The thought sent a thrill through me – the freedom to shift without planning, without checking perimeters or alerting security. Another luxury of our private getaway. We reached the car, a sleek but understated black vehicle p

“What exactly do you hope to achieve with this stubbornness of yours?” “I'm not being stubborn. I'm just telling you I won't do it,” Artemis said plainly. Trevor said nothing to that so Artemis began walking. “She'll be here by 3pm. Make yourself available.” Artemis didn't respond and simply headed to his room. He came to pick up some documents for the property he bought a couple of days ago. It was a penthouse and he intended to stay there for a while instead of his private dorm. He didn't give a shit about Melinda or what his father wanted.

Leaving the podium, I made my way back to my cabin where my car was parked, ready to head to Artichoke. Upon arriving at the store, which specifically caters to omegas, I strategically parked my vehicle close to the building, fully aware that I would be purchasing a significant number of items to transport back to my cabin. Upon entering the store, I immediately located a cart that was perfectly suited for my needs. Without wasting any time, I carefully selected the softest pillows and blankets available, keeping our little mate in mind with each item I chose.

Suddenly I felt bitter. It was a good three hours drive from here, when we reached 'sea temple' it was already evening. We are late. Sea temple is a palace near the blue sea whereas some elder residents of my pack lives. They always acted like my mentor. " Artemis, long time no see. How are you my son??" Audrea said.

she explained. Artemis sighed, relaxing. She walked up to the woman and extended her hand "A pleasure. You can call me Arte. I'll have Maria show you to your room, then please join us for dinner", she said with a smile. Reyes was quick to approach, gently taking Arte's arm and beginning to assess the damage. "Yes, thank you. That would be great," the woman said, walking to pick up her bag. Arte gestured for Maria to show Raven to the room that was set up for the two extra members of the squad a few days ago, and the two quickly disappeared. Reyes guided Arte to the dining room while a maid cleaned up the mess.

She felt her chest tighten with anticipation. After nearly forty minutes, the car pulled into a secluded, walled vineyard where time seemed to still. A stone chapel, ancient and lovely, sat nestled among the vines. Flowers lined the path. It wasn’t flashy. It wasn’t big. It was just *them.* And standing at the steps of the chapel, dressed in a navy shirt and slacks with no jacket—his usual armor gone—stood Artemis Robinson. He held another envelope in his hand. And in the other…

Eva’s Point of View The canvas dries under the sun, and I stare at it, unsure if it’s finished or not. The waves came out softer than I intended—more dream than sea—but maybe that’s okay. The cabin, tucked in the corner with its faded roof and the flowers I didn’t plant but pretend I did, looks… cozy. Safe. Like a memory I’ve never had. I bite my lip. “Artemis?” “Yes, my darling?” Her voice is far too smug today.

It dawned on me that the weather had taken a turn for the worse, and the pitter-patter of raindrops against the windowpane was a soothing melody that filled the room. I just realized we’re in a hotel. As I observe Artemis, it becomes apparent that she exhibits signs of fatigue and intoxication. Despite these obstacles, she valiantly endeavors to contact Hermione to the best of her abilities. “It’s raining, yet the room is too hot—” “Well, the AC didn’t work, and this is just the temperature works there . . .” she slurred those words, and I grabbed her phone from her hand. She asked, “What are you doing?”

“With all due respect, she’s only been one field assignment before now. It’s clear that she has no operational training. This is rid—” “I said stand down,” he growled, shaking the air. “Or retreat.” Artemis narrowed her eyes. “I’ll retreat.” My eyes widened. I would have never expected that from Artemis of all people. “Artemis,” Gilgamesh called. “Please—” “You’re about to run into an ambush,” Artemis said as the jeep rolled to a stop. “And there’s nothing left of the Red Moon Estate.” “How would you know that?” I asked.

Artemis mumbled leading the way for Crustal who went after her. Artemis pushed the door to the large chamber open and Crystal walked in, she was left mouth agape at the large space meant to be her room. It was more of a house to her because her father's thatched-roofed house wasn't as large as this room. Her eyes roamed around the room and she found big doors about three in the room but, planned to explore them the following day. "Miss it's time for your bath..." Artemis muttered and Crystal nodded.