Beyond: Two Souls Aiden Novels & Stories

Now, he could tell that same streak was going to put him on a collision course with the pack’s elegant new problem. As the rest of the Stormbreakers finished suiting up and headed for the ice, sticks in hand and blades clicking against the floor, Adrian turned and caught Lyon by the arm. Compared to the massive enforcers he usually grappled with on the rink, Lyon felt dangerously lean, almost fragile, as Adrian steered him out of the locker room and down the narrow concrete corridor toward the concourse. "Here’s your damn device," Adrian snapped, thrusting the phone toward him.

Adrian went still before looking at her with profound disappointment. "After everything we did for you, this is who you really are." He called Rachel over. "Terminate her immediately. "There is no place in this firm for someone like her." Serena's eyes widened. She seized Adrian's arm. "You can't do this to me, Adrian. You love me!" Adrian shoved her away and stormed out. He found his assistant at once. "Book me the earliest flight available."

Michael shook his head and his eyes darted to Siya, who was now being helped down into the grass by Aiden. “I didn’t get to introduce myself to you, sir, but I’m Aiden Anders, you might know me as one of your cadets. I’m also Nessa’s mate and one of your biggest admirers, sir. Your physical talent and fast-thinking mind are something to behold in the sparring ring.” Aiden spoke softly to Siya like he was a doll that might break at any moment. Siya only nodded back at the starstruck boy. Eyes were vacant and hollow. No sign of the usual swagger or enduring cockiness. Whatever happened with them had freaked him out as well.

I glance back at my fading parents, their forms becoming increasingly insubstantial with each passing second. “No! Wait! Ryan, don’t go!” I cry, stretching my arms toward him, but he begins to fade as well, his figure growing translucent against the darkening backdrop. Ryan’s expression is one of profound sadness as he steps back, joining the fading silhouettes of our family. "I have always loved you and I hope one day in your heart you will be able to forgive me. I love you,” he says softly, his voice breaking as he reaches out toward me. “Always remember that.”

They will probably be better off without him. With the Pack arrayed behind him, Timothy and myself beside him and Robert’s group in front of him, Aiden recites the crime, the judgement and the punishment. His voice is emotionless. His mind seems numb to me, folded in on itself. I wish I could comfort him, but I don’t think our Bond works in a way that would let me do that mentally, and it is not the time and place to do so in any other way.

“I am trying to make sure our son grows up in a world where no one has to fear the Nightshades. Or the St. Clairs. Or being born on the wrong side of a name.” Julian’s voice cracked. “Then stop helping the one man trying to burn it all down.” She didn’t respond. And he didn’t push further. He simply looked at her — and then at the door — before walking out into the morning haze, leaving her alone with her reflection in the dark window once again. **** Pov: Aiden. That same night, on the outskirts of Raven’s Peak… Aiden crouched beside a tree, flanked by two of his most lethal scouts — Kera and Malric.

he mumbled under his breath, “I’m coming for you.” Aiden fell through a tornado of light and dark, the world spinning around him. When he finally hit solid ground, he sighed, his head hurting. He looked up to find himself in a vast, space. The ground was smooth and black, mirroring the starless void above. A single person stood in the distance, their back turned to him. “Who’s there?” Aiden called, his voice booming. The figure turned slowly, and Aiden’s blood ran cold. It was him—another version of himself, but darker, colder. This version smiled, and the sight sent a chill down Aiden’s spine.

3 lifted himself up and exited the glass capsule and faced me. "Wow!" I uttered in disbelief. Now, Aiden 2.3 was standing before me while looking at my eyes lifelessly. "Hey, my name is Aiden 2.3, the only grandson of Alberto Gomez of Gomez Robotics." I am more than amazed when I heard him say those words. He really looks exactly like the real Aiden but with no emotions. I tried to touch his right cheek and to my surprise, I suddenly felt ashamed of my own skin because his skin is as soft as a cotton. He must be using expensive skin care.

“I only came to check on the Alpha King. See if he’s feeling better.” “Jasper’s friend? Never heard of you.” Brayden waved a dismissive hand. “You can’t just wander in. Leave.” Amelia’s cheeks flushed red. For once, she looked small. She backed out without another word. I couldn’t help the satisfaction curling in my chest. Brayden turned back to me, looking guilty. “I’m sorry, Savior. He’s stubborn, but… please, stay longer. My cousin’s been gone for weeks searching for a healer. I don’t think the Alpha King has much time.”

I said as I quickly cleaned my tears But it just hurts, it hurts that he doesn't trust me I stayed on the bench as time passed by and I just watched 🎙️ Aiden's POV 🎙️ I laid down on the bed as my head throbbed I wish everything will just disapear right now My phone rang again and I saw the caller Mom I let it ring without picking it up She's the last person I want to speak to right now There was a knock on my door but I didn't answer Why won't they understand that I want to be left alone "Aiden, your Mom is here" I heard Bryan say