Byleth X Rhea Novels & Stories

"Rhea, take Jax to the safe room." But I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Because the bikes were getting closer, and my wolf was losing her mind inside my head. She felt him. After five years of silence, the mate bond suddenly roared to life like someone had set it on fire. Pain and longing and fury all twisted together until I thought I might collapse from the force of it. "Rhea!" Rook grabbed my arm. "You need to go." "He's here," I whispered. "Kael's here."

Rhea asked through gritted teeth as her cheeks turned crimson red. They have always been polite with each other despite the growing feelings they both have for each other, so his touch caught her off guard today. "Should we go back home? I have something to show you" Benjamin asked, tearing his eyes off the road for a second. Rhea could see mischievousness swirling in them. He was just messing with her. "And I can also show you some things I learned about the human body and the quickest way to kill someone, " Rhea replied, smiling brightly at him.

I said shaking her . "Ohh Beth is you."she said rubbing her sleepy eyes. "Yea its me,remember our plan ."I said looking round incase anyone is seeing us. "Yes but it can't be this night ."Kate said with her eyes almost falling out. "Well this night is perfect ,all the guard are out drinking which makes it easy to jump the fence."I said trying to convince her. "Am not sure I can come with you Beth."she said sadly "Why???."I half yelled at her

Rhea said it quiet but with teeth behind it. Another kick, harder, and Rheas hand pressed down firmer like she was trying to communicate through skin and bone and whatever else was in the way. Nobody said anything cause what the fuck do you say to that, to Rhea looking like she wanted to fight god himself to keep those pups breathing. Kaelin was still crying, quieter now but steady, one hand on Lyras belly like shed die before she let go. "We cant lose them too, we cant—" "We wont." Rhea pulled her hand back finally but kept her eyes locked on that spot. "Nothing gets to them, nothing TOUCHES them, anyone tries and—" She stopped, jaw clenched so tight Serna could hear her teeth grinding.

Lyra replied. Rhea took a shaky breath. “I’m going to be his bride,” she said. For a moment, the noise around them faded. Lyra froze. Her eyes widened slowly. “Whose bride?” “Rowan’s. Mr. Rowan,” Rhea said, the excitement spilling out of her voice. Lyra stared at her as she had just spoken madness. “Rhea.” “I know how it sounds,” Rhea said quickly. Lyra shook her head, disbelief written all over her face. “You need sleep.”

"You could make up for yelling at me by helping me relax." Under the blanket, she deliberately spread her legs wider. My eyes flared, but I couldn't move. Rhea readjusted my arm for me, lifting it over her head and pulling it under the blanket. Her soft, perky breasts pressed into the back of my arm as she guided my hand between her warm thighs. I came back to life as the fabric of her leggings brushed against my hand. The heat from her pussy caused my dick to twitch with excitement.

Her whisper was intimate, a promise that felt like a chain, and Alice’s scar pulsed—Mira was a cult hybrid, steering her toward Samuel’s ritual. A sharp laugh pierced the air. Rhea lounged on the bleachers, her dark braid coiled like a snake, her silver ring glinting with the crescent moon symbol. “Falling for it, Ashford?” she taunted, voice cold and cutting. “Samuel’s gonna love watching you burn.” Her eyes flicked to Mira, a smirk passing between them, but Rhea’s hunger was sharper, like she was carving her own role in the cult’s game. “You’re already theirs,” she added, leaning closer, her presence a jagged edge in Alice’s chest.

"Prepare her, cleanse the scent of that Council lapdog off her skin, use the oils, and make her ready for the transition. The moon reaches its peak in three hours, and I want her primed for the breeding." The healer nodded and stepped toward the bed while Malachi and Rodger closed in from both sides, their shadows falling over her like a cage made of bodies. Rhea looked at the three of us, and her breath hitched in a way that wasn't just fear; there was something else there too, something dark and twisted that had always burned between us even when we were pretending to be a normal family. "You think you can own me?" she whispered, a single tear tracking down her cheek.

But the tranquilizer was fast, its poison seeping into her blood, and she fell to her knees, the shale biting into her skin. Rhea Blackthorn emerged from the shadows of the pines, her jet-black hair braided tight, her amber eyes glowing with sadistic delight. She wore a leather vest and pants, a dagger strapped to her thigh, and her cruel smile was a slash of white in the moonlight. Behind her, three Black Shadow wolves slunk forward, their matted coats blending with the shadows, their claws clicking on the shale. Rhea’s voice was a purr, dripping with venom. “Look at you, Lunar Pure,” she said, crouching in front of Sam, her dagger twirling in her hand. “Not so fierce now, are you?”

“Together.” Rhea smiled, her tears glistening in the moonlight. “Together,” she echoed. As the first rays of dawn broke through the trees, Kaelan and Rhea stood side by side, their hands intertwined. The battle