Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Elric นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I pulled the hood lower, hiding as much of my face as I could without looking like I was ready to bolt. “Hey,” said the tallest one, a broad-shouldered guy with dark hair and eyes sharp like knives. “You’re Rowan, right? From Blueclaw?” “Yeah,” I said, my voice rough and low. I tried to keep it steady, but the words felt foreign in my throat. He grinned, showing teeth that were too white for this place. “I’m Eryk. Alpha heir of Shadowpine. Just got here myself. Heard Blueclaw’s been... rough lately.”

"My Alpha, an elder has arrived. He says his name is Elric. He requests an audience. He says it's urgent." Zordon froze. "Elric," he said, almost to himself. "He's here?" The servant nodded. "He said... something old has awakened. And it concerns your mate." I stared up at Zordon. "Do you know him?" He nodded. "He saved my life the other day. During the Battle of the Rogues. I was poisoned, dying. He gave me a second chance. If there's anyone who understands ancient curses and soul-tethering magic, it's him."

But she is gone, and now I have to do this on my own. As I am spiraling into despair. Elric has motioned for one of his warriors to step forward. He removes his gloves and rubs his hands together. Sparks erupt from his skin, and he smirks. Holding his hands against the wood of the gate, it bursts into flames under his touch. He moves along the wall, lighting it on fire.

The Luna sighed, picked the bracelet back up, and slid it on again, thoughtful. "Why haven't I heard about this? Which lucky wolf is it?" I pressed my lips together and gave his name. "Graham Lyall. Your second son." At that, the Luna sat up straight. She had two sons. The elder was Damien Lyall, who carried the Lycan bloodline and would be the next Alpha. The younger was Graham Lyall, solitary by nature and a formidable fighter.

“I’m very sorry that I have put you through this, but I was desperate.” “Do not be sorry,” Cedric answered. “As your older brother, it is my duty to protect you. If I had been prepared to take up the mantle of Ironwood’s leadership, Cassian would never have become our Alpha.” When Elara looked up at her brother, she was reminded of how much of their father and mother lived in both of them. Cedric had the same sharp features and pale complexion as her, though his hair was a lighter shade. They both had their mother’s amber eyes, but Cedric’s were also lighter.

He banged the glass on the table and pushed the chair back then staggered. My heart clenched, and I stepped back, wondering if my words had upset him. "Brother?" I whispered, even though I didn't know which of my brothers he was. "I am not your brother," he whispered and my jaws dropped in confusion and shock. Was he drunk? This was quite impossible since none of them were lightheaded. "Do you hear me?" He muttered. My eyes widened as his voice echoed in my head. The more it echoed, the familiar it got, but what was more horrifying was the name that appeared in my mind at each echo.

"The path that was laid out for Ral has already been set in motion. It is not for us to alter the course of events. The Elf King's destiny is entwined with the fate of the world, and his absence now would have far-reaching consequences. His growth and strength are crucial to the battles that will unfold centuries from now. We cannot risk altering the timeline by intervening in his fate. You have to let this go.” Alaric's face twisted in a mask of rage as he gazed down at Zedekiel's trembling form. The spear still hovered over the young man's heart, its tip quivering with the force of his unbridled anger. His mind raced with a maelstrom of emotions: rage, hurt, betrayal, and sorrow all swirli

There was definitely a story behind it. As for him being Orion's brother, I was still in shock but I found herself comparing them both once again now that I knew they were brothers. They were so different. One was scary, the other was nice. One was attentive, the other was a jerk. The difference was clear. I felt really stupid for reacting like that to the news and I knew without anyone telling me that I owed the Alpha an apology. "Luna," Bruce called out to me but I didn't hear him, not until he tapped my shoulder.

He huffed and I could see the tears in his eyes. “Brother? What’s going on?” “The two of us will go on this trip, but the seer said only one brother would come home from the fight. And as the second chance mate, that’s me brother, I don’t want my happiness to come from something like that, I just want to protect you. You need to be here for your mate.” He said as he broke down.

Why won’t I be able to date him. That was what I thought until he left again, it was like I had to go through the pain all over again and it scared me a lot but snapped me back to reality. With Charles I can dream of perfection and maybe I could even have it but how would I bare it if things don’t work out. How would I cope if he disappeared again. What would I do if my brother becomes my Ex. How would I act when he brings home the girl he finally found forever with. How would I survive if I run out of love for him at all areas, even as a brother.