Astrid Peth Novels & Stories

she smiled. “A little. But I don’t think either of us should judge. And Asterion has been kind, and he’s physically fit and smart. Girls are attracted to that.” Andromache said before blushing, clamping her hand over her mouth. “It’s his animal magnetism. It’s okay, Andromache. We fell victim to it too.” Europa snickered. “Not just girls.” Demoleon whispered.

The words hung in the air like a proclamation, final and unyielding. I froze, my heart sinking at the weight of his claim. Father’s body wasn’t even buried yet, and already Andros was taking his place. He turned his peircing gaze toward Astrid, his lips curling with disdain. “Astrid is no sister of mine,” he spat, his voice cold and filled with venom. “She’s an Almega — a monster! A murderer who brought ruin to this Pack.” My eyes shot at Andros in surprise as he shot his accusations without even making an investigation first.

"Helena, the mess was already here. Long before Ravena left. This family has been falling apart for years. And blaming her for it is just convenient." "How dare you," Helena hissed. Before I could respond, the door suddenly swung open. We both turned to see Astrid standing in the doorway. She looked exhausted, with her hair pulled back in a simple braid and wearing plain clothes that she usually wore after a long day of work. But despite the tiredness in her face, she held her head high and her shoulders back. "What is going on here?" Astrid asked, her voice calm but stern. Helena's expression twisted. "Oh, look who finally decided to show up. The new Luna. How kind of you to grace us with y

Ethan stood up and began walking toward me, I was on defence in case he tried to do something to me. I was caught off guard with a hug, he wrapped his arm around me. I didn't know what was going on. I was confused, I didn't know what was going on but I knew that there was something wrong with him hugging me. “I am so sorry for being so weak, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me, Astrid.” He said as he kept hugging me, this made everything more confusing than it was already. I broke from the hug and looked at him.

His hands coming to hold hers, Adeena's lip part in shock. "I would've believed you if you were holding the book the right way." he says, his eyes holding a glint in them, his voice filled with humor. He takes the book out of her grip and turning it upright, he places them back into her hands, Adryan found Adeena's shocked face humorous. Shaking his head with a small smile in his face, he poster straightens when he scents a particular scent heading his way, his body immediately turning warm as the scent of strawberries neared.

And, as of cue, she made a clone who looks exactly like her. "Well, yes." She said and smiles genuinely. "I'm Kendra Brites, your Voithos, designated by Lady Audra." She said as she bows down her head and Shiloh follows. But I flinch when Hira hits their nape. "Oh, please, guys. Stop with your formalities." Adhira said as she marches towards the living area. And by that time, we stood there face to face. I was about to speak when Adhira speaks once again.

“I guess he’s waiting for the gala. But he put Zara to sleep with the Oak Ridden Root. Oh, and he has a daughter. Lucia. Turns out, Lucia and Storm are mates.” “No way!” Astrid said. I giggled. For a moment, it felt like we were just old friends gossiping. It was nice. I filled her in on some of the weird stuff that had happened – Adrian breastfeeding, Storm’s crazy outfits, our plan with the black rocks. We chatted easily, almost as though Astrid wasn’t in a cage dressed like a ballerina and there wasn’t a war back at home with our packs. But then a voice interrupted us.

Her last scream becomes a majestic howl. 'Astrid!' She tries to stand on all fours and struggles with her balance. 'Whoa!' Seth and Leon say, amazed. 'She's a pure white wolf!' Seth adds. Unsteady on her feet. I help her balance. 'Steady now, nice and slowly. I have you.' She is beautiful: the most beautiful wolf I have ever seen. She is so large, similar to me in size. 'Pure white wolves are only from—' 'Moonstone Crest. Astrid is the last of her pack. Her mother, Alyssa, was a future Luna, and her father was Alpha Axton,' she explains.

Hera stated in a loud voice. Astrid's pupils rolled. "Geez! Hera, you are like those husbands of us, always overacting. Of course my daughter has a boyfriend—" "—see!" Astrid shushed, Hera. "Alright! Calm down. My Winter has a boyfriend like a friend, an opposite gender friend not in a romantic way of boyfriend," Astrid paused for a moment to show her arms her hair rose up. "See this?" She asked, Hera. "I'm having goosebumps just thinking that my five-year-old daughter has a romantic boyfriend."

"Astrid is a descendant of the Keepers." Stefan shook his head. "Not just a descendant. She is the Keeper—the last of their kind." The words sent a chill through the room. "But that’s impossible," Andrea muttered. She turned to Kaiden. "You said she’s wolf-less." "She is," Kaiden confirmed. "She’s never shifted. But she can feel the mate bond." Stefan frowned. "Shifters who haven’t found their wolves can’t feel the mate bond. Or use the mind link."