Novel & Cerita Blue Archive Serika

An older, ashy Beta with calloused hands placed upon his knees, his greyed eyes looked hers over with cosmological questioning. Serena huffed under her cloaks before projecting with her voice lowered to deepen. “Soren Vale. Of Mooncrest.” The Beta looked around as his squint grew stronger; drawing a ragged breath to scan the parchment back at her.He dipped a claw in a vial of silver ink, touching the crest of the red of white of his bloodline. It flared momentarily, sealing the identity. "Blood check." Serena swallowed hard, extending her hand. A razor thin edge nicked her thumb, her blood dropping into a shallow silver dish. The Beta studied the ripples, nostrils flaring once. For a moment,

But other than that, I couldn't tell you much else. "Why are you so distracted?" Seria hissed, elbowing me in the side as we gracefully wove our way around the crowd. She was wearing a bright lime green dress that swayed around her feet. The front had been sliced open, revealing her medium toned skin underneath. She wore a shirt similar to Princess Alliah's, leaving her stomach exposed, and her breasts slightly covered. Her short hair was slicked back, and a green hair pin kept the lose hairs up front back. The green veil over her face completely hid her identity. Her hazelnut eyes bore intensely into mine, almost freezing me in place.

So he flew to Solaria and used the information given to him by Skyla. “Vale, Lena, its now time for you to go and collect the swords. First Vale will help Luese load the prisoners for transport to Karzam, do not fail.” Said kariya when the girls appeared before him. The girls then left to go and fill their respective missions. “Don’t screw up.” Said Vale as the girls got outside the castle. “Hmph, worry about yourself.” Said Lena then she walked off. Meanwhile in Oceana Sekora went to visit Seri, her baby dragon. Well I shouldn’t say baby anymore, because she was up to six feet long with small blue scales. She can also now blow ice, which is pretty cool.

In the cockpit, Elias reviewed the data from the shard. He thought he was alone. He was wrong. The door behind him slid open with no alert. Lira didn’t move from her seat, but she went still. Because what stepped in… Was Sera. But Sera wasn’t on this side of the ship. She was below deck. Naked. Sleeping. Elias blinked. “...Syra?” The clone smiled. “No.” And then her eyes flashed blue. Not Mira. Not Syra. Something else. > “VAIL.ROOT.EXE: EXECUTED.”

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

Her name was Sera. She was twenty years old and she had walked for three days from a pack territory two hundred kilometers north. Not running. Walking. With the specific deliberateness of someone who has made a decision and is not going to undermine it by rushing. She stood at the estate boundary in the late morning with a pack on her back and the cold air around her and the specific quality I had felt through the channel once and now recognized immediately. Suppressed Silvermoon potential. Not identical to Bianca's. Bianca's had been a river dammed for twenty years. This was younger. The suppression more recent or less severe or both. But the same quality underneath. The same cycling intern

His body was turning colder by the second. “What do I do?” she asked under her breath. “I hope he called for backup,” Liam said. Serena hoped as well. She heard a crackle and looked up in time to see that Barbara had unleashed her power. Her translucent wings fluttered languidly. Serena’s lips parted. She was seeing her like this for the first time, in her true form. A bolt of icy blue ray and Yvonne staggered even though she dodged it.

He blinked water from his eyes and finally got a good look at his attacker. A girl. Nineteen, maybe twenty. Dressed in silk robes embroidered with golden phoenixes, soaking wet, her perfect face twisted in rage. Behind her stood two servants in gray uniforms, frozen like they were watching a bomb tick down. Jayvyn's memories supplied her name: Sera. Half-sister. Father's legitimate Beta daughter. Has wanted you dead since birth. "You hit me?" Sera touched her ribs, disbelief morphing into fury. "You're dead. I'll tell General Kael you attacked me, and he'll—"

Sera ran aimlessly with teary eyes. She heard voices calling her, but didn’t pay attention to them. After all, she just wanted to be alone. Sera couldn’t see where she was going until she hit a wall that made her fall to the ground. Looking forward, a door with a staircase to an unknown place opened. With no more options to hide, she passed by, listening to it close behind her. Sera went down the stairs, the room was dark, lit only by pale blue lights. It was a kind of abandoned room, full of ancient runes.

This was the seat of power for one of the strongest packs in the region. This was the home of Marcus's killer. Sera checked her reflection in the rearview mirror one final time. The woman staring back was almost unrecognizable from who she'd been six months ago. Her naturally blonde hair was now a rich chestnut brown, falling in soft waves past her shoulders. She'd learned to school her amber eyes into something gentler, more vulnerable. Her makeup was minimal but carefully applied-just enough to enhance her features without looking like she was trying.