Ayaka X Aether Novels & Stories

Kaya screamed out loud, mocking the man to force him to get closer. The energy kept bursting forth from her body together with the emergence of several more phantom soldiers, making it hard to get close. Though it seemed like she was unstoppable, Alexander knew how much power is being drained from her body. He noticed the sudden quivering of Kaya’s lips, every time she’d create new phantom soldiers. Not wanting to waste any more time, Alexander lunges forward, covering himself with his dark energy. With a loud boom, the earth before him trembled upon landing in front of Kaya, creating a huge crater on the place where he was stepping, making the woman back away.

"ERIKKA, I don't think I can do this." Erikka Villanueva, Ara's best friend in the whole world, gave her a narrowing look as she squeezed her arm tightly. "We are not going on about this again, Ara. We've been planning this for a long time and I will not have you back-out on me now."

“What will I do?” “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?” “Jerk! Go, buy me boba. I’ll crush your hero later.” Aiko started playing moba. She tuned up the volume to break the silence in the room. “Hmmm…Aiko, can you please get that shirt for me?” Aiko looked up at Kalli and scanned the room for the shirt he was referring to. “Oh, shit, my turret is under attack.” Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side.

Alpha Jackson concludes. Nodding to her father and myself, Kate turns away and heads back to her suite to get ready. Looking at Boyd as he comes out of the room, alone, he walks up to Alpha Jackson to try and maybe apologize but Alpha Jackson throws his hand up and walks away. Looking at Boyd one last time, I too walk away and start praying to the Moon Goddess she makes this right. Kate POV

Mom tells me, and we hug again. “I will go to town today, find a dress for the moon ball. So I have it done.” I tell her. “You be safe, okay?” She always worries when I leave the pack. “I will, I promise,” I promise, I tell her before I leave the house. - My name is Ayla, and I am twenty years old. I live in the supernatural world with werewolves. My Dad, Thomas, is the Beta, the Alpha’s right hand, the second in command. My Mom was the same when Luna was still alive. Now she works together with the Gamma's mate and plans all the official events when the Alpha needs them to. William is their Son, and he is next in line, first Beta. He never liked me and always told me I didn’t belong here.

Along the far side of the chamber were the others. Kayo leaned against one of the rune pillars, fox-bright eyes fixed on the center circle, while her two oni brothers, **Akitora — Aki —** and **Riku**, stood near the wall where the chamber’s ward-lines met the stone. Both looked like they’d rather be anywhere else than sitting still, which probably meant they were exactly where they were supposed to be.

Its monstrous grin stretched wide. “You are not the hero.” Its eyes gleamed. “You are the key to the apocalypse.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “No…” But deep inside me… My wolf whispered something terrifying. He might be telling the truth. Aetherion extended his hand toward me slowly. “Come with me, Kiara.” Theodore stepped forward instantly. “Not happening.” But Aetherion’s gaze never left mine. “You can fight me.” His voice was calm. “You can resist me.” Then his eyes darkened.

The hybrid magic flared bright and uncontrolled knocking both guards back while Aether’s eyes opened and met mine with recognition. I scooped him into my arms pressing his small warm body to my chest where he immediately latched onto my leaking nipple nursing greedily. The connection steadied me power flowing both ways between us as his tiny hand rested on my soft belly. “I have you,” I whispered tears falling onto his scales. “Mama has you now.”

The fate of their packs, the Blood Moon and the Shadow Fang, hung in the balance between them, a fragile peace shattered by a single, undeniable truth. They shared a fated mate. Aethyra stood between them, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She was human, a fact that should have made her fragile, but the power thrumming through her veins was anything but. It was a latent force, a key waiting to turn in a lock. She could feel it responding to them, a searing heat answering Xyrex’s fire, a cool, deep resonance harmonizing with Zhilax’s ice. Their combined gazes felt like physical touches, one hot, one cold, stripping her bare.

The air between them crackled, the mate bond's invisible thread tightening, sending shivers down Alya's spine. Alya circled slowly, her boots sinking slightly into the grass, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Ready to test that exile's edge, Kael?" she called out, her voice rich and teasing, carrying the warmth of a hearth fire but edged with the steel of challenge. "You've sparred with the pack, but me? Let's see if Ash can keep up with Ember. No holds barred—shift when you feel it, mind-link if you dare." She flexed her fingers, her amber eyes glinting as she assessed him, the brook's babble a rhythmic underscore to her words.