Novel & Cerita Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Alphonse Elric

Alex said, his voice deadly quiet. Ethan spun around, his face flushing with embarrassment and alcohol. "Alex, I—" "If this is how you've always felt, you should never have given her hope," Alex continued, his Alpha power radiating outward. "All these years, letting her believe there might be something between you. That was cruel." "Look, man, I never promised her anything—" "Get out," Alex said simply. "Take your mate and get the hell away from my sister. Don't come near her again."

She stood like someone who belonged anywhere she wanted to be. “You’re looking for who?” I asked, my voice even. “My sister… Queen Isolde.” Her voice was light, almost teasing, but steady. Those brown eyes didn’t blink away from mine. “I’m Prince Finnian. The Alpha King’s brother.” I don’t know why I said it... maybe because she was technically family, maybe because I already liked the fire in her. Her eyes widened. She bowed twice, laughing. “I thought as much! You look just like him.”

“You will not speak to me that way in my Alpha’s presence, boy.” Thorne’s laugh was sharp, bitter. “Your Alpha’s son tried to force himself on my sister. Jace and Michael drugged her. And you’re worried about tone?” Alpha Bruce raised a hand, silencing his Beta before he could retort. His gaze shifted between Thorne and Lucus, calculating. “These are serious accusations. If true—” “They are true,” Ronan cut in, voice low but carrying across the room like steel. He didn’t raise it; he didn’t need to.

“If you’re ready, we can fully seal our mate bond, and you could also mark me.” I felt Meadow pushing herself to the forefront. “OK, I will,” she told Zeek and he nodded. “But first you have to tell us who is Alphus to you. He looks like you, talks like you, walks like you, he even smells like you.” Zeek turned his back to us and sighed. “I guess I should just put everything out in the open then,” he gulped. “Alphus is my brother. My twin brother, to be exact.”

My brother used his full Alpha strength, his fingers digging into Selene's throat with a force that would have instantly killed a human. A low, primal growl rumbled from deep in his chest – the sound of a predator ready to eliminate a threat to his pack. At first, Selene struggled fiercely, her own claws extending as she raked bloody lines down his forearms. Her eyes flashed golden with panic. "You're... hurting... the baby," she choked out between desperate gasps for air.

"Avery, come on. He's doing this for you. Damien, damn you." I fought but moved toward the panel, legs heavy in the water. "Damien, talk to me. Tell me why her happiness over yours." "Your happiness is mine," he replied, backing toward the hatch as water climbed his chest. "Prime Alpha protects the Queen. Always. Ezra, start the override on her mark." Ezra positioned beside me. "Ready, Avery. Say when. Damien, we love you, brother." "Love you too," Damien called, water at his neck. "Avery, the bond stays even after. Feel it? Warm. Steady. Now override."

"So? You're going to leave your Alpha and beg for a place in my pack?" The man was standing at the end of the table. His arms folded in front of his chest, looking at his interlocutor with a cold expression. Confirmed to Nicholas that he was currently talking to Alpha from one of the biggest packs in Lusevell. The person that no one should have dared to make a fuss with him. Nicholas was never afraid of Alphan Xander's older brother. They used to be pretty close friends. A long time ago. But that was enough time for Nicholas to know his nature.

“You are my brother, Desmond. That is all you will ever be to me. You need to get these romantic ideas out of your head right now.” A loud ripple of gasps moved through the hall like a wave. People started whispering to one another, their voices sounding like the buzzing of angry bees. The crowd felt amazed and horrified by what I was saying. To call the future Alpha my brother was a slap in the face to the entire pack.

More visible. "Tell me about your brother," I said. "Not the pack version. The real version." His expression shifted—not closed, but careful. "Why?" "Because you're the one who'll give me the version that costs him something to tell. And I think I need that version." A long moment. "He's—" Dominic stopped. Tried again. "He's the most honest person I've ever known, and the most reckless, and those things are not separate. He runs toward the things that are dangerous because he doesn't have the—the friction I have. The hesitation." Something moved in his jaw. "When our father died, I took the Alpha role because it was what the pack needed and what I was built for. Rafe—couldn't stay. He needed

And as if fate was enjoying their misfortune, the woman they hold dear is one of the race they have sworn to exterminate, a witch. Alphonse closed his eyes and sighed as he thought about the course of event that happened today. He looked at his brother that seemed to torture greatly over this matter and worried about him, feeling guilty over the fact that he only cared about Eleanor's situation. He opened the medicine bottle, sat beside him and handed it to him as he finally broke the silence, "For now, let's take care of you brother, shall we? here take this."