Azula X Zuko Novels & Stories

His entire focus stayed locked on the dance floor. On Genaro’s hands touching Azerbel. On Azerbel leaning closer to him naturally. Comfortably. Like she belonged there. Hatred darkened Guerero’s gaze so intensely it almost felt physical. And then, Genaro looked directly at him. The Lycan Alpha raised one eyebrow slowly. A smirk spread lazily across his mouth. Then deliberately, deliberately, he pulled Azerbel even closer against his body and rested his chin against her shoulder while holding Guerero’s stare.

“I promise, Lydia, once we return to my pack, I’ll help uncover everything. Just give me time.” Lydia stared at him, unsure if she could trust him again. “Lydia? Are you there?” a voice called from outside. Knox nodded at her. “I’ll be waiting,” he said, picked up his bag, and opened the door. Thalia stood there. Knox smiled at her. Lydia swore she saw pain—longing—on his face before he quickly hid it and walked away. Thalia stepped in. “Hi,” she said, hugging Lydia. Her scent was heavily marked by Harold. Lydia’s gaze dropped to her neck—two pale crescent lines. A mate mark.

Aurelia “The stories of his appearance are widely known,” the Cloaked Wolf began, his red cover unmoving as we were suddenly taken into a blur of many colours and several sounds that his voice droned over—though the predominant colour was sky blue and the blur made me feel as though I was moving at the speed of the fastest thing that was. “His approach to a lonely, childless couple for shelter…” “The Alpha of the then Glagen Pack coming to ask him to leave, and the couple to be banished…”

Here, we will part ways. Kael turned his horse towards us. His mount snorted restlessly, tossing its head in agitation. Beta James and his trackers fell in line behind him, covered in the mud of the hard ride. Kael approached us, halting his horse a few steps from ours. Under the pale glow of mounted iron lanterns, his face looked like it was chiseled from stone. His amber eyes were carefully guarded and unreadable. "The pact has been fulfilled," Kael stated in a gravelly voice, which pierced through the roar of the river nearby. "The repository has been secured, and the Ashen Peaks are behind us."

I looked up at him and let myself believe it, just for a breath. Damien Cross stood above me on the raised stone platform, moonlight carving hard lines down the side of his jaw, his eyes gone the color of amber caught too close to a flame. My mate. My Alpha. The same boy who used to press stolen honeycomb into my palm before pack politics taught him to measure every single word before it left his mouth. He wasn't measuring anything now. He wasn't saying anything at all, and the not-saying went on a beat too long.

I knelt down beside him, ignoring the way Leon glared at the back of my head. I looked up at Ares, who had stopped just a few paces away, his hands curled into tight fists by his sides. Our eyes locked for a fraction of a second, a silent understanding passing between us. This festival was ruined, but I wasn't going to let Leon use a dying man to destroy me. I held the delegate's pulse, waiting for the healer while the kingdom watched its king fail.

We got there sooner than I expected, but I wouldn't have imagined what was really going on until I saw it with my own eyes. At the mountain peak, they had drawn a small circle where they were supposed to stay in the entire fight, and the most frustrating part was... It's Alex and Sandra fighting each other to the death. "What on earth is going on?" The question left my lips right after I got down from Laura's magnificent gray wolf. Her eyes instantly darting to Ezekiel who I noticed was now heading towards me in a hurry. He seemed to have caught my expression as he said, "The new Alpha of the Blue Mountains waged war against Alexander. They came here to declare a winner," he explains, taking

I looked at Aura one more time; "are you sure you are ready?" "Yes," she answered looking me in the eye. We went to Alpha Oren and Luna Adina's table, and they looked up as we approached. I couldn't help but notice the strange look on Luna Adina's face. "Alpha Oren, Luna Adina this is my mate," I started to say. "Aura?" Luna Adina interrupted. She was looking at her, tears in her eyes. "Aura? Is it really you?" She hadn't taken her eyes from her.

ZEUS- I don’t want to trust her; I shouldn’t trust her words, but what about the eyes that gave me the surety. What about those amber eyes that told me she wasn’t bluffing? Aurora loves Azrael and Azrael has forever been in love with her, it is only obvious they’ll mate while living together for six years. I couldn’t deny it, whatever she said, it was true and that’s why it was hurting. I am incomplete… why did I even go there? What was I thinking?

Kelly wondered as he reached up to push a chunk of his shaggy brown hair out of his face. He absently reminded himself to buy some twine or something tomorrow so he could tie it back. Derulo's finally looked up at kelly his silver eyes, the color of his wolf fur, and nodded. A wide grin spread across his face which left his straight, white teeth to stand out against the dark brown of his skin. "Yeah, soon," Derulo grinned wider, "but that's all you're going to get out of me, Alpha." "Fine, fine," kelly raised his large hands in surrender.