Atreus X Thrud นิยาย & เรื่องราว

A short queue had already formed when we got there and we joined quietly observing our year mates relate with each other, laughing and talking in small groups. It was when we were exiting the office after getting our schedules that Ella nudged me, pointing my attention to a group of six boys walking towards us. Everything about that screamed ‘Class!’, they were all very tall, they probably stood above six feet and they were muscular like they spent all their day in the gym to get their trimmed figures, their shirts clung to their chests snugly. Each one of them had their hair tinted to a streak of a different colour. They all looked similar but at the same time different. “Holy Molly” Ella s

I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly," no. I never got the chance to." He sighed loudly, turning his attention to the group that was curiously looking at us. "Brody will be your partner for the day, he was the newest recruit before you." A roughed up looking blonde boy with green eyes stepped towards me. "Don't hold back," Ahren briefly smiled before yelling at everybody to get into position. I followed Brody to the back area of the mats that had been set up. "Gideon's not going to kill me if I hit you, right?" He moved into position and I mimicked him.

I stretched my legs and a moan escaped my lips due to how comfortable it felt. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment and peeked at Sebastian who soon released a loud chuckle, making me blush in embarrassment. Taking a good look at his features, I realized he was one handsome fellow but he was nothing like the Greek god who beat me to this state. Sebastian was like the other version of Devon, hmm, I like the feel of his n...Sh*t, nevermind. Sebastian had a friendly temperament making anyone feel comfortable with him on first encounter. It was unlike that of Devon who had the aura of 'Don't come closer if you wish to keep living'.

Tonight, is the night Athena and Dominic will make the same wish, their hearts are connected. The fates designed; the moon aligned. The lives of these fated mates are about to change; their paths are about to cross. The powerful, playboy Alpha Dominic Thunders will meet his feisty mate Athena Breeze, Alpha female and lead pack warrior who is ready to reject him on sight, or will she have a change of heart? Dominic’s P.O.V

Then he unsheathed his weapon, a sword unlike any I’d seen before. Its steel was dark, almost black, and from its blade coiled tendrils of smoke, inky and alive, as though it breathed, enchanted, surely. I didn’t know if the others saw what I did, but to my eyes, it pulsed with a forbidden magic. The duel began. Alpha Thorne attacked first, striking with the fury of a pack leader defending his people. His movements were sharp. But Xareth barely lifted his blade. He sidestepped each strike with effortless grace, like a predator toying with prey. His expression never changed, very calm. And that calm was more terrifying than rage.

​His muscles bunch beneath my thighs, and he launches us forward with a terrifying, breathtaking leap. ​The world blurs into a whirlwind of snarls and silver glints. The wind whips my face, tearing my auburn braid loose, my heart pounding in perfect sync with his thunderous gallop. The mate bond becomes a wildfire roaring through me. Aria’s growl is pure ecstasy as she feels Atlas’s sheer, primal strength beneath us. His rhythm is a pulse that mirrors the dagger’s ruby at my hip. Her presence surges closer to the surface than ever before, clawing at the serum’s chains with renewed, desperate fury.

“They are strong. Just like their omega. Just like their fathers. Let them kick. Let them move. It means they are healthy. It means they are fighting with us in their own way. You have been so strong, carrying them through all of this. Let me hold the weight for you.” The heavy doors of the Den creaked open. Footsteps echoed through the stone. Thorne and Aurelius returned, breathing hard, their bodies streaked with sweat, dirt, and streaks of blood that was not theirs. The scent of battle clung to them. Earth, blood, and raw dominance.

Atlas stood next to me and Benard walked up to us with his tattoo covered arms wide. “It’s the Hugh twins in the house-” Benard was an inch shorter than the twins but he was bulkier, the tank top he wore was tight against his upper body and his beach shorts covered a bit of the tattoo that peeked from his knee cap. “Where is Andro?” Ares asked abruptlty. “Calm down Atla-” “It’s Ares.” Atlas replied firmly, it was obvious that both brother’s weren’t so found of Benard.