Emblem Julian Hyper Novels & Stories

“I will tell him that that's real. That I love you.” Emilia turned to him, the eyes still moist. “And when he enters you? If he destroys you?” Julian smiled dark. “Then I build something new. With you. I need no Imperium. I need you.” He kissed her tenderly, then more and more passionate. He loved her slowly and deep, Eyes firmly connected to hers as if he wanted to show her that he would never give her up. “My wife,” he whispered at every shock. “Even if we are not married yet.

This is our mate. For a moment that felt like eternity, they simply stared at each other across the crowded courtyard while something profound and irreversible formed between them. Juliana felt her wolf settle into perfect contentment for the first time in her life, as if she'd been unconsciously searching for this person and had finally, finally found him. Then her gaze dropped to his blazer, and she saw the crest that made her blood turn to ice. Montague. The intertwined wolves and crescent moon that had haunted her family's nightmares for generations. The symbol of everything she'd been taught to fear and oppose and avoid at all costs.

I grabbed the steering wheel with my left hand and looked up at the catwalk. Julian was stepping into the open bay of the helicopter, his gray Astorian military uniform completely dry, his pale blue eyes staring down at me with absolute disgust. He had Leo tucked under his left arm like a piece of light luggage. "Julian!" I screamed over the roar of the blades. "Put him down!" "He is the future of the Eastern sector, Alexander," Julian called back, his voice amplified by the chopper's external comms. "You had your turn with the family name. You failed. Let the true heir take the crown."