Femshep X Garrus Novels & Stories

“And restart this evening.” “Heath Gale,” Heath introduced himself. “Aislen Carter, and Samuel on the roof. I am the lead alpha of the Les Guerriers Sanctifies of Havermouth’s Triquetra, and Aislen is our female mate. Samuel is her guardian, as she is blessed by the Moon Goddess.” “It’s really complicated,” Aislen added when she saw the confusion on the soldier’s faces. “It’s a really complicated introduction.” “The Van Helsing base is calling for updates,” a soldier exited the house. “We’d best move out.”

She turned her gaze towards me, our eyes meeting in a shared understanding. In that pivotal moment, the tide of battle surged, and the atmosphere crackled with an electrifying intensity. From every angle, a wave of fierce warriors materialized, closing in on Fenrir and his disoriented forces. Maya's group lead the charge, their arrival marked by a devilish glimmer in my eyes. With their arrival, the trap that had been carefully laid sprang into action.

About twenty guards came to stand by watching them disembark. Arric got down and helped Eirika down, holding her by the hand. Eirika raised her eyes and saw the pack's chef; Remus, the human girl, and a new face she hadn't seen before. She wondered if the lady was Celine’s replacement. When Eirika strode forward to greet Arric’s house staff, Arric caught Nigel standing frozen on the aircraft exit door, looking to his left. He directed his gaze in that direction and saw Zenesha; one of his watch guards. A highly skilled gamma that had had her share of a rough patch like Eirika, but hers left physical, mental, and emotional scars. So much so that she'd asked for a secluded home away from the g

Jairon commented to me, then turned behind him. I saw his brow furrow in surprise. I took advantage of that to stand up and motioned to my companions to come closer. I want to laugh because they tortured me with their glares at the same time. "Bae, these are my friends. The Atrómitos Orgánosi heads are Aycxe, Shiela, Noella, and Sophia." I pointed them one by one. "He's my husband, Matthew," said Sophia as she put her hand on her husband's arm.

I don’t want to hurt him. I just want him back. And now, that will never happen. “Get away from her!” I find myself tensing up as another familiar voice draws near. In the corner of my eye, I can see a flash of red armor. My heart leaps excitedly. Gamma Everly. “This is against the rules, Garett, you can’t do this–” Gamma Everly is rushing towards us, eyes blazing. Her intentions are clear: she’s prepared to force Warrior Garett out of his wolf form before he can do any lasting damage to me.

she asked. "Yes, professor Althea," said Mar. She reached into her cloak, and from her side, pulled out a rapier. "I, Margarette Gunnar, of the Gunnar family, masters of the sword, do solemnly pledge my word." She kissed the plummet of her rapier and sheathed it.

As he proceeds to roll Jason's lifeless body into the thick plastic, he looks up at me and chuckles, a dark, humorless sound. "Are you serious, Val?" Garrick asks. "Bella has been territorial around Fenris for years. I'm not surprised in the slightest. Whoever Fenris's mate was going to be was always going to have to deal with Belladonna. We are lucky June is still in one piece, if you ask me." I stare at them, the horrifying realization washing over me.

His eyes—icy blue and devoid of warmth—landed on me. Then on the shattered goblet. Then on Garron, who groaned as he pushed himself off the floor. “What is this?” His voice was low, sharp, dangerous. “She—she attacked me!” Garron wheezed, pointing at me. “The omega disrespected me—struck me! She’s a danger!” Alpha Marius turned his gaze back to me. I didn’t flinch. My heart thundered against my ribs, but I met his gaze head-on.

Mahisar fled to his quarters, his breath ragged, the edges of his vision still pulsing with the aftershocks of pain. His master’s fury was unlike anything he had ever felt. The plan had to change—and fast—if they were to have any hope of defeating the Goddess Warrior and the growing alliance at her back. Failing to seize her weapons, let alone destroy them, had tilted the balance sharply against them.

The guards hesitated to use the silver whip on me, fearing it might injure Elara. Garrick sprang into action, attempting to separate my wolf, Felicia, from Elara. However, Felicia, driven by rage, turned on him, marking his face with a scratch. As an Alpha, Garrick's strength was formidable. He struck Felicia, sending her tumbling into the room's corner with a whimper. Instantly, two guards intervened, lashing her with silver whips that quickly subdued her, forcing her to relinquish control back to me. I found myself lying on the floor, exhausted and naked, my skin bearing the marks of conflict. Through my haze of pain, I could hear Elara's cries as Garrick rushed to her side.