Fire Emblem Three Houses Fanfiction Oc 소설 & 이야기

And then a voice whispered—not aloud, not in the air, but in their minds. The seed is planted. Water it with fear. Gloria’s hands trembled. Just once. Patricia didn’t blink. Elara smiled like someone who’d already seen the ending. Then the chamber fell still. The flames died. The seed of their plan—and something far darker—had begun to bloom.

I gasped, staring at the flames that had suddenly got out of control. My mother raised a hand to shield herself while the fire spiraled wildly around me. “Evie!” The temperature in the chamber increased to dangerous levels and some candles went off. “Enough!” my mother snapped. Fire streamed out of her hands, forcing my fire downward until the flames finally disappeared. I stood there breathing heavily while my mother stared at me. “You’re emotionally linked to him.” “Only because we’re fated mates and I hate him.” “The mate bond between you two is still powerful. Fireheart emotions amplify everything.”

The wind lost its edge, no longer clawing at the walls but moving past, restless rather than frantic. Tomas noticed first. His shoulders eased as he set another log on the fire. “Storm’s easing,” he murmured. Aerin nodded. “Good.” Inside Briar’s mind, the vision came unbidden. Three flames burned in the dark. One silver-white, steady and luminous. One embered, shadow-laced, pulsing like a heartbeat beneath moonlight. Between them, a third—green and deep as old forests. The silver flame turned first. It had Briar’s face.

Ciara's POV A few seconds tick by, and then it hits me like a tidal wave. “NO!” I yell standing to my feet; making a sweeping look around the room at all the men who are staring at my outburst. I move towards the Alpha’s desk. “You promised me!” I slam my palms down onto the wood surface as my body begins to shake. My dark gray smokey eyes begin to shift to black as Ember works her way to the surface. She is angry just as much as I am because she was hoping to find her mate.

I feel a shift in Elijah, and as I look at him his eyes are different. “I’m okay Fenris. No one did anything other than be near me and make disgusting comments. Don’t worry, my love.” I grab his face in between my hands, showing him I'm sincere, while the staff examines my birth mother on the ground. I hear with half an ear they are not sure if they can move her? Fenris growls again. “Mine!” He says gruffly, and I smile a soft loving smile. “Yours!” I reply, while Emerald purrs. She loves just as much as I do when he is all possessive and shit.

"Let's run together—Ember and Storm, as sisters. The pack needs our unity." They rose, shifting fluidly— Alya to Ember, auburn fur gleaming in the lantern light, fiery eyes sparkling; Mara to Storm, silver fur bristling with energy, green eyes fierce. They bounded out the packhouse door into the woods, the night air crisp, pine scents invigorating, howling in unison—Ember's resonant call blending with Storm's sharp tone, echoes reverberating through the trees, a symphony of bond renewed.

This time, I might eat her whole. “Emmett?” She said as she held me back. My breathing was fractured. “Yeah?” “Your eyes…they're burning again.” She wasn’t wrong, I saw the flames in my eyes glowing in her eyes. I felt my canines growing out. "This couldn't be happening. Fuck."

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I couldn’t help but let out a sneer. He definitely wouldn’t know what would hit him if he dared disobey my warnings. As we drove back to the Scar Moon Pack house, I began to recall every detail of Alpha Thane’s words to me. Thinking about it, what he said made it clear that Ember never enjoyed her marriage with him. The Ember I knew would never want to hurt someone to the extent that they’d bleed. Or would she? I kept struggling to place it all in the right holes, and it began to stir a feeling I didn’t want.